by Gill, Tamara
William picked her up and walked over to the bed. He placed her onto his quilts and followed her down. She shuddered beneath him as he removed her chemise. Her breasts, a lovely handful, begged for attention, an attention he was only too willing to bestow. Never would he disappoint her again. She moaned as he took the sensitive flesh into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. Her hips lifted and brushed his aching cock and need thrummed hot and heavy through him. She was so beautiful, such a loving woman and one he couldn’t live without.
“If you keep undulating so, I’ll be forced to act hastily.”
Her fingers scraped along his back and he gasped at the pleasure of it. “I like teasing you. It’s enjoyable.”
William nipped his way up her neck to lick the lobe of her ear. “You’re a minx.”
She chuckled and he kissed her. His need spiking when she clasped his length and stroked. Sweat beaded his skin, his body screaming to make her his, for now and always.
He hoisted her leg against his hip, sliding his member along her hot, wet flesh. Unable to stop himself, he teased her nubbin, rocking them both toward climax.
She moaned, begging for more and he would give her more, much more. William clamped down on his resolve and continued to tease, to taunt her flesh. He wanted her to be as desperate as he was, aching and frantic for release.
For so many nights he’d dreamed of seeing her so, of loving her like this if only one more time. The last thing he wished to do was quickly tumble her on his bed and be done with it.
“William, please. Enough,” she gasped, her voice husky with need.
He paused his ministrations and held himself at the entrance of her heat. “Impatient are we?” She squirmed, trying to push herself onto him and he chuckled. “I love when you do that,” he gasped out as she managed to take his cock head inside her.
“I’m mad for you William. Please, take me,” she begged.
Her flushed cheeks and panting breaths told him more than words how excited he made her feel. Intercourse had never been this soul binding before with any of the other women he’d slept with. May somehow managed to make it a new experience once more. Exciting. Torrid. Loving.
He slid into her, his hardened length stretching and filling her with every inch. William groaned and watched as her eyes fluttered shut. He pumped into her, his aim to make their lovemaking last as long as possible. But with every stroke, May matched his desire, clasping him close and driving him to distraction, her kisses demanding, her touch maddening. The sweet sigh of breaths tickling his ear would drive any man to his knees and do her bidding.
William increased his pace, and so too did her urging, before disengaging and flipping her quickly onto her stomach. She let out a squeak of alarm and he chuckled. “Trust me. You’ll enjoy this.” William kneeled and pulled her to sit on his lap giving him a beautiful view of her stunning back. He pushed her hair to one side and kissed her nape.
“What are you doing?” Her breathless, if not a little shocked question made him smile.
“Trying something new.”
May reached behind and touched his cheek. “I’m nervous.”
He clasped her hips, lifted her and slowly sank into her wet, hot core from behind. “Relax my sweet, there is nothing to be nervous about.” In this position, May controlled the pace and how deep the penetration. At first, she was a little unsure of what to do, but it wasn’t long before she gained her rhythm.
William slid his hand down against her patch of curls and stroked her sensitive flesh. Her skin burned, her body smelling sweet, flowery, and good enough to eat. Her breast sat nicely within his other hand, and he reveled in her enjoyment.
His balls tightened at the same moment he felt the first of her convulsions around his member. He stroked her harder, clasping her breast and moaned. William took her until he too found pleasure, his orgasm rolling through him like an endless wave.
May went limp in his arms and he swooped her up, laying her beside him on the bed. He pulled her into the crook of his arm, needing to keep her as close as possible. She watched him in silence and he wondered what she was thinking. If it was anything like his thoughts, they were of marriage, of a future and when they could repeat what they’d just done.
“That was…delightful.”
William laughed and pushed a lock of hair over her shoulder revealing the beautiful curve of her neck. “Yes, it was.” She sighed and closed her eyes blocking him from the most beautiful view he’d seen for weeks. “Will you marry me, May?”
She smiled but didn’t look at him. “Hmm. Maybe.”
He laughed at her teasing tone and tickled her a little, enjoying her delight. “I will not let you leave this bed until you agree to be my wife, minx.”
May clasped his jaw and ran a finger over his lips. His body hardened even after the enjoyable reunion they’d just shared. “Well, I don’t ever want to leave your bed, but I also wish to be your wife. So yes, I’ll marry you, but we’ll stay here forever too.”
William leaned over and kissed her. Hard. Already his body yearned to take her again, to consummate the promise they’d just made. He reined in his desire and pulled back. “Does your father know where you are?”
She smiled. “Of course. He walked me down to the beach to meet Stephen.”
He shook his head. May’s parent was as devious now as he ever was in his youth it would seem. “I assume that even though we were parted for some weeks, his desire for our marriage still stands?”
“Yes, it does. Before I left he gave me orders to return home married, settled and ready to celebrate Christmas with you by my side. So, I suppose you’ll have to take me back to England and gain a special licence.”
William grinned. “I have a better idea.” He sat, picked up his shirt, and then pulled it over his head. “Get dressed and meet me up on deck.”
“Why?”
He stopped at the door and turned to see her frantically pinning up her wayward hair as best she could. “There is something I wish for you to see.”
* * *
The surprise William had wanted to show her was the small island of Guernsey and the town of St. Peter Port where they would dock and marry within hours.
She watched him knowing her visage was a little awestruck. And she was in awe of him and utterly, shamelessly in love as well. In the small amount of time they’d grown to know one another, she’d come to love him unlike any other. It was without doubt she could not and would never live without him again.
A sense of wellbeing came over her, warming her skin and cloaking her in security. William would take care of her and her family should they require it. No longer would she need to worry about expenses or estate costs that had always outnumbered the money coming in from the home farms. All her troubles would be gone with the declaration of marriage from the priest. May wrapped her arms about William’s neck and smiled. “I love you. Thank you for asking me to be your wife. Again.”
“Thank you for saying yes.”
He grinned and her stomach flipped. Yes, she was the luckiest woman on earth and soon they would sail back to Cornwall to have Christmas. The start of a new life, a better life, for all of them.
And one, she couldn’t wait to get started.
The End
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About the Author
Tamara Gill
Tamara is an Australian author who grew up in an old mining town in country South Australia, where her love of history was founded. So much so, she made her darling husband travel to the UK for their honeymoon, where she dragged him from one historical monument and castle to another.
A mother of three, her two little gentleman’s in the making, a future Lady (she hopes) and a part-time job keep her busy in the real world, but whenever she gets a moment’s peace she loves to write romance novels in an array of genres, including regency, medieval and paranormal.
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A Christmas in Cornwall Copyright © 2015 by Tamara Gill.
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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