Susanna bit her lip, gaze riveted on his crotch. ‘You always were, and shall remain, the most dreadful tease, my husband,’ she said.
Elijah straddled her hips. He plucked the shorts away from his groin so his rampant cock and dark hair reared over the top. ‘Dreadful, yes,’ he replied. ‘Tease, no. I always deliver. Don’t ever forget that.’
Susanna reached out. She ran fingers down the length of his rigid shaft through the silk of his underwear and he groaned at her touch. She grasped his thighs, motioning to him. Elijah slid up her body. With legs imprisoning her head, he fed her his cock and she took it gamely, sucking his hot length deep into her throat.
Elijah bucked and hissed. He gripped the bed rail, thrusting lightly, and Susanna grabbed his hard buttocks, lashing his prick furiously.
Elijah’s chest heaved. He let out overt moans and, suddenly, he drew back, panting, his eyes heavy and his cheeks flushed. ‘Woman, you’ll drive me out of my mind before you’ve finished,’ he said. He crawled off her and discarded his underwear. Then he nudged her thighs apart, settling between them.
He touched her again, stroking her clit until it was bullet hard, dipping his fingers into her moist heat and making her crave to be filled. He slid down her body and kissed her mound, tongue flickering over her clit and along her slit in long licks, never lingering because he clearly sensed how close to the edge she was. But Susanna gripped his hair anyway, lifting her desperate sex to his face, gasping for more.
Elijah lifted his head and wiped a hand over the back of his mouth. ‘Patience,’ he said with a smirk.
‘I have no patience when it comes to you, damnable man,’ she said. ‘Take me and take me now.’
Elijah’s eyes went dark. He pinned her to the bed, arms over her head, and she felt steel pressing against her entrance, stretching her. Susanna cried out. He released a wrist, and then held them both in one hand. When she struggled half-heartedly against him, he restrained her further, and it excited her no end. He reached down, grabbed his shaft, and guided it to her.
She panted and arched, groaning as he slid the head through her wetness a few times, lubricating himself before he pressed inside. She lifted her legs, clutched him hard with her thighs as he penetrated her, and she nearly screamed with the pain-pleasure of it.
Elijah caught his breath as he sank slowly inside, inch by inch. He rocked forward, sheathing himself deep, and Susanna whimpered, full and aching and, finally, as close as she could get to her husband. He let her go then and she gripped his back, nails digging in as he withdrew slowly and eased back in.
Elijah set a slow, firm pace. He judged her reactions perfectly and watched how he peeled her apart. Soon she was crying for more and he was driving her into the mattress with hard strokes while she clawed at him and wound herself around his hard body.
Her husband sank his teeth lightly into her throat. He tongued the bruise he had left and the heat of his lips and the wetness of his saliva made her burn. She grabbed his head, forcing a kiss on his lips.
‘I love you,’ she said.
Elijah growled. He gripped her, rolling over and pulling her astride his hips, and she sat up, grinding down, riding him wantonly until his eyes nearly rolled back into his head with pleasure.
He probed between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously with one finger as she bucked and trembled above him, hands braced on his chest and nails scratching. Using his other hand, he squeezed her breast, plucking at her nipple until she arched into his touch, her hand over his.
‘And I you,’ he said, ardently, his crystal eyes shining. ‘My sweet Susanna.’
Susanna’s head fell back. He steadied her on his lap as she plunged over the edge into climax and held her firm as she shook with ecstasy through waves and waves.
As she came back to some semblance of sense, numb and deliciously tingly all over, Elijah arched beneath her and released, hips bucking unsteadily, filling her with his copious seed.
Susanna eased off him. She fell onto her back and Elijah lay panting by her side, soft groans spilling from his lips. He turned his head to regard her with sea-blue eyes, a tired, satiated smile playing around his mouth.
‘I have no words,’ he said, ‘other than please tell me when you are recovered and ready to go again.’
Susanna giggled and slapped him on the shoulder as he tumbled onto her. ‘I may have promised to honour and obey, but when did I agree to become your concubine?’
‘You don’t remember?’ Elijah asked with a mock-serious face.
Susanna pulled him close. They kissed, slow and long, and Susanna wondered why it had taken her so long to realise this man was her match.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
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