or
exploring his? She wanted to touch him so badly.
“I will help you with your breeches.”
He smiled down at her, one hand resting over the swell of his cock. “There is no
need to sound so miserable. You might find you enjoy the experience.”
Antonia knelt up and laid a hand on his knee. “I will do my best to satisfy you, sir.”
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His fingers closed under her chin and brought her head up. “My name is Gideon. In
such an intimate moment, I think you should use it.”
She swallowed as he absently toyed with her nipple, sending stabs of pure lust
straight to her sex. He took her hand from his knee and placed it beneath the open panel
of his breeches. She almost gasped at the heat of his flesh and the steady thrum of the
pulse beating through his shaft. He closed his fingers over hers, guiding them around
the base of his cock. Thick coarse hair brushed the backs of her knuckles as she gripped
him tighter.
“Now, follow my movements.” He shifted his fingers until they worked his shaft,
leading hers into the rhythm he required. She forgot about the strangeness of her
position and concentrated on the hard slick feel of his flesh beneath her fingers and the
wetness that soon coated them. His hips rocked into the movement and his widespread
thighs brushed her sides as he moved.
“You have it now, don’t stop.”
He removed his hand, leaving her to work his cock by herself. Enthralled, she
inhaled the salty musk of his seed and slid her fingers farther up. She shaped the
bulbous head of his crown and the thick vein which ran beneath the head. He groaned
and brought his wet fingers to her breast, his mouth to her mouth, enclosing her in a
tangle of ferocious desire and need.
She pulled his shirt and breeches away to reveal his erection so that she could study
her fingers clasped around it. His stomach muscles contracted as she stared at him,
“Do you like my cock?”
She nodded, still absorbed in her contemplation of this most male of mysteries. “It
is threatening and yet, so perfect.”
“Threatening?”
She licked her lips and he tugged her nipple hard. “Because I know it has to fit
inside me and I cannot imagine how that could happen without pain. It looks too big.”
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“It would fit. I would make sure of that.” He slid his hand between her legs. “You
are already wet for me. With a little more work, I could have you begging for my cock.”
She pictured him leaning over her, his hips inching forward as his shaft
disappeared between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together and trapped his hand
as a wave of fear washed over her. Her father had always hurt her mother. Desperately
seeking common sense, she reminded herself that it was good to find out about passion
and lust before she contemplated marriage. At least now she knew which activities to
avoid. She didn’t want to marry a man and become a slave to her own desires or his.
Gideon grabbed her wrist.
“Finish tormenting me, Antonia. Let me come.”
She stared at his stiff, glistening cock. She could not allow the fear to rule her. “Is it
permissible for me to taste you?”
He chuckled. “Wherever did you get that notion?”
She leaned forward until her mouth hovered above him and blew a warm cloud of
breath over his aroused flesh. He wasn’t her father. His scent intoxicated her, made her
want to risk becoming more intimate with him. “I don’t know. It just seems the right
thing to do.”
“God help me. A natural sensualist. I can’t decide if I am delighted or horrified.
Taste away.”
She carefully licked the tip of his cock where a pearl-colored liquid emerged from
the purple slit. She licked again, tasting him slowly, enjoying the feel of him in her
mouth. His shaft pulsed against her tongue, the throb of his desire as steady and
demanding as the beat of her own. Not so threatening now when she realized that one
lick of her tongue made him shudder
exploring his? She wanted to touch him so badly.
“I will help you with your breeches.”
He smiled down at her, one hand resting over the swell of his cock. “There is no
need to sound so miserable. You might find you enjoy the experience.”
Antonia knelt up and laid a hand on his knee. “I will do my best to satisfy you, sir.”
50
Antonia’s Bargain
His fingers closed under her chin and brought her head up. “My name is Gideon. In
such an intimate moment, I think you should use it.”
She swallowed as he absently toyed with her nipple, sending stabs of pure lust
straight to her sex. He took her hand from his knee and placed it beneath the open panel
of his breeches. She almost gasped at the heat of his flesh and the steady thrum of the
pulse beating through his shaft. He closed his fingers over hers, guiding them around
the base of his cock. Thick coarse hair brushed the backs of her knuckles as she gripped
him tighter.
“Now, follow my movements.” He shifted his fingers until they worked his shaft,
leading hers into the rhythm he required. She forgot about the strangeness of her
position and concentrated on the hard slick feel of his flesh beneath her fingers and the
wetness that soon coated them. His hips rocked into the movement and his widespread
thighs brushed her sides as he moved.
“You have it now, don’t stop.”
He removed his hand, leaving her to work his cock by herself. Enthralled, she
inhaled the salty musk of his seed and slid her fingers farther up. She shaped the
bulbous head of his crown and the thick vein which ran beneath the head. He groaned
and brought his wet fingers to her breast, his mouth to her mouth, enclosing her in a
tangle of ferocious desire and need.
She pulled his shirt and breeches away to reveal his erection so that she could study
her fingers clasped around it. His stomach muscles contracted as she stared at him,
“Do you like my cock?”
She nodded, still absorbed in her contemplation of this most male of mysteries. “It
is threatening and yet, so perfect.”
“Threatening?”
She licked her lips and he tugged her nipple hard. “Because I know it has to fit
inside me and I cannot imagine how that could happen without pain. It looks too big.”
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Kate Pearce
“It would fit. I would make sure of that.” He slid his hand between her legs. “You
are already wet for me. With a little more work, I could have you begging for my cock.”
She pictured him leaning over her, his hips inching forward as his shaft
disappeared between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together and trapped his hand
as a wave of fear washed over her. Her father had always hurt her mother. Desperately
seeking common sense, she reminded herself that it was good to find out about passion
and lust before she contemplated marriage. At least now she knew which activities to
avoid. She didn’t want to marry a man and become a slave to her own desires or his.
Gideon grabbed her wrist.
“Finish tormenting me, Antonia. Let me come.”
She stared at his stiff, glistening cock. She could not allow the fear to rule her. “Is it
permissible for me to taste you?”
He chuckled. “Wherever did you get that notion?”
She leaned forward until her mouth hovered above him and blew a warm cloud of
breath over his aroused flesh. He wasn’t her father. His scent intoxicated her, made her
want to risk becoming more intimate with him. “I don’t know. It just seems the right
thing to do.”
“God help me. A natural sensualist. I can’t decide if I am delighted or horrified.
Taste away.”
She carefully licked the tip of his cock where a pearl-colored liquid emerged from
the purple slit. She licked again, tasting him slowly, enjoying the feel of him in her
mouth. His shaft pulsed against her tongue, the throb of his desire as steady and
demanding as the beat of her own. Not so threatening now when she realized that one
lick of her tongue made him shudder
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