Page 83 of A Lady's Heart Deceived
Sweet heavens. He might not have done this before, but he certainly took good notes.
His tongue delved deep into her heated core. Maggie cried out as Piers dragged his lips up her length and then sucked hard on her bud of pleasure. Her moans and sobs urged him on. Her grip on his shoulders tightened with every lash of ecstasy that he gifted to her. By the time he finally withdrew his mouth and tongue and sat back on his haunches, she was a quivering, needy mess.
“Oh, that was incredible,” she gushed.
“I am not done with you yet.”
Piers got to his feet, stopping partway to lift Maggie up and toss her over his shoulder. He carried her over to the bed and set her down.
She lay in a heated, lust-filled haze while Piers rid himself of his shoes and then set to work on the buttons of his trousers. When he released the second clasp on the folds, his hardened cock sprang free.
Open mouthed, Maggie stared in wonder. She hadn’t ever seen an erection before. It was big. And there was a lot of it.
“Please tell me the book explained how that is supposed to fit in me?” she asked.
Piers climbed back onto the bed and sat between her spread thighs. “Believe me, I heard enough about this part while I was at school. I also know that women are supposed to enjoy a man with a certain amount of girth.”
His thumb rubbed over her bud, back and forth. Then he slipped a finger inside her heat and began to stroke. “You are so wet, Maggie. Do you like me touching you this way?”
“Yes. It feels good.”
“Good. I want you to enjoy pleasure between us. To be hungry for my touch.” He withdrew his fingers, then positioned the broad head of his erection at her entrance. Slowly he pushed in.
Maggie braced herself. There was a slight sting, and some pressure. She flinched and Piers immediately withdrew.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes. Try again.”
When he entered her a second time, there was still a little pressure, but no pain. Piers captured Maggie’s lips with a deep, loving kiss. She gave herself up to him as he rolled his hips, thrusting in and out. The length of his hard cock dragged over her most sensitive of places and she groaned into his mouth. “Oh Piers, it’s so good.”
The aching need, the bone-deep desire for release built with his every stroke. She knew enough about her own body to sense where this was leading. And from the deep moans of her husband, it was clear Piers was also enjoying the experience.
“Harder, deeper, please,” she begged, urging him on.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not. It’s wonderful. But I need you to go faster.” Maggie closed her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure as it coursed through her body. Piers increased the pace of their coupling, his strokes becoming frantic. He hit her pleasure bud at exactly the right time, and she screamed. “Piers!”
The orgasm hit, wave after wave crashing over her. She was certain she could see stars. Maggie was still riding the crest of her own climax when Piers suddenly stilled and swore.
She opened her eyes. Piers, head hung low, was sucking in breaths like he had just run a hundred-yard dash. Beads of sweat glittered on his brow.
He raised his head and their eyes met. A deep, rumbling laugh rose from within his heaving chest. “I think we more than just got through that, if the volume at which you cried my name is any indication.”
“Says the man who swore as he reached his crisis.”
Piers rolled off her, landing on the bed in a heap. “Come here, wife,” he commanded.
Maggie turned over onto her side and snuggled up against him. Piers wrapped his arm around her. Her fingers came to rest on the dark hairs of his chest. It was still rising and falling as he slowly caught his breath.
“That was superb, husband. I’m up for doing that again before the day is over.”
They shared a tender kiss, after which they lay on the bed simply grinning at one another for the longest of times. Fingers touched and roamed. Explored.
This was what Maggie had always dreamed her wedding day would be like—a public declaration of their union followed by loving moments of privacy.
“I am so glad we are here. That you and I made it,” she said.
