pins that had held it securely at her nape and she looked a little disheveled. In my opinion, not disheveled enough. "I had no choice since you compromised me most thoroughly out on the thoroughfare."
"Damn right." She was trying to make me feel contrite for my actions when I felt anything but. I tugged my shirt from my pants, stripped it off. Her eyes lowered to my chest and it appeared I distracted her. "You don't dictate how I feel about you."
"Half the town saw your kiss and all but marched us to the church."
"Damn right," I repeated, thinking the very dour, very austere members of the community would have lynched me just as readily as led me to Reverend Pick if I'd had less than honorable intentions. The town had even remained, settled comfortably in the church pews, to witness our union. "Did you think I'd let you get away from me once I found out you want me as much as I want you?"
Her eyes darted from meeting mine, to my chest and back. "You do?"
I took a breath and ran a hand over the back of my neck.
"If that kiss didn't convince you, then I've got work to do. Now get that dress off before I rip it from you."
Her eyes widened and she shook her head. "You can still renege. We haven't consummated the marriage."
"You think the townsfolk will let me abandon you after the disgrace I made of you on the street?"
"No. You kissed me!"
I grinned, remembering the taste of her. "I did."
"Why? I told you the kind of person I was. What I did to Aaron."
"Yes, you told me. You wanted to kiss me, to do those things you are imagining that you consider whorish. I want you to. That's the difference. I want to do all those wild, dirty things." The bed dipped as I placed one knee upon it. "Tell me what they are, Rachel."
She came up on her elbows and started to scurry back but I stopped her with one hand on her ankle. "You've disgraced me enough. Do you think I will shame myself further by uttering something such as that?"
I shrugged, threw my other knee over her legs so I straddled her, planted my hands on either side of her head so I loomed over her. "You don't have to say. Just knowing you're thinking it is enough for me. Perhaps I'll give you a boon. Answer yes or no to my questions, all right?"
She gave a slight nod of her head in agreement.
From this position, I could see the dark flecks in her eyes, the color that bloomed in her cheeks, the glistening wetness on her lips, the throbbing pulse at her neck.
"Did you like the kiss we shared?"
Her gaze dropped to my mouth. "Yes," she whispered.
"Do your dirty thoughts include us being naked?"
She nodded.
"Good girl." I grinned at her. "I've thought of you naked often. The color of your nipples, the size of them, whether they are sensitive and like to be licked and sucked. Pinched."
Her eyes flared and she flushed a pretty crimson.
I directed her with a tilt of my chin. "Take off the dress, baby. Let me see."
Slowly, her hands moved to the front of her dress, all the while her eyes met mine. In my periphery, I could see her working the little buttons free until the bodice gaped open, a creamy patch of skin exposed above her white corset. Just that sliver of skin had me losing that last bit of control. Shifting back so I sat on my heels, I reached to the two panels of her dress and spread them wide, slid them off her shoulders and down her arms, leaving her upper body in just her corset. She shimmied beneath me to release her wrists but I shook my head.
"Oh no. You've had control for months and that wasn't working. That's all over. I'm in charge now. All you have to do is feel."
She squirmed, her thighs nudging at my cock and I couldn't stifle a groan. The stays on her corset were snug, but easy to release. I did only the top half, letting her breasts pop free. With the stiff material beneath them, they were pushed upward still, firm and plump and full. I cupped both in my large hands, the flesh so satiny soft and pale in comparison to mine which was rugged,
"Damn right." She was trying to make me feel contrite for my actions when I felt anything but. I tugged my shirt from my pants, stripped it off. Her eyes lowered to my chest and it appeared I distracted her. "You don't dictate how I feel about you."
"Half the town saw your kiss and all but marched us to the church."
"Damn right," I repeated, thinking the very dour, very austere members of the community would have lynched me just as readily as led me to Reverend Pick if I'd had less than honorable intentions. The town had even remained, settled comfortably in the church pews, to witness our union. "Did you think I'd let you get away from me once I found out you want me as much as I want you?"
Her eyes darted from meeting mine, to my chest and back. "You do?"
I took a breath and ran a hand over the back of my neck.
"If that kiss didn't convince you, then I've got work to do. Now get that dress off before I rip it from you."
Her eyes widened and she shook her head. "You can still renege. We haven't consummated the marriage."
"You think the townsfolk will let me abandon you after the disgrace I made of you on the street?"
"No. You kissed me!"
I grinned, remembering the taste of her. "I did."
"Why? I told you the kind of person I was. What I did to Aaron."
"Yes, you told me. You wanted to kiss me, to do those things you are imagining that you consider whorish. I want you to. That's the difference. I want to do all those wild, dirty things." The bed dipped as I placed one knee upon it. "Tell me what they are, Rachel."
She came up on her elbows and started to scurry back but I stopped her with one hand on her ankle. "You've disgraced me enough. Do you think I will shame myself further by uttering something such as that?"
I shrugged, threw my other knee over her legs so I straddled her, planted my hands on either side of her head so I loomed over her. "You don't have to say. Just knowing you're thinking it is enough for me. Perhaps I'll give you a boon. Answer yes or no to my questions, all right?"
She gave a slight nod of her head in agreement.
From this position, I could see the dark flecks in her eyes, the color that bloomed in her cheeks, the glistening wetness on her lips, the throbbing pulse at her neck.
"Did you like the kiss we shared?"
Her gaze dropped to my mouth. "Yes," she whispered.
"Do your dirty thoughts include us being naked?"
She nodded.
"Good girl." I grinned at her. "I've thought of you naked often. The color of your nipples, the size of them, whether they are sensitive and like to be licked and sucked. Pinched."
Her eyes flared and she flushed a pretty crimson.
I directed her with a tilt of my chin. "Take off the dress, baby. Let me see."
Slowly, her hands moved to the front of her dress, all the while her eyes met mine. In my periphery, I could see her working the little buttons free until the bodice gaped open, a creamy patch of skin exposed above her white corset. Just that sliver of skin had me losing that last bit of control. Shifting back so I sat on my heels, I reached to the two panels of her dress and spread them wide, slid them off her shoulders and down her arms, leaving her upper body in just her corset. She shimmied beneath me to release her wrists but I shook my head.
"Oh no. You've had control for months and that wasn't working. That's all over. I'm in charge now. All you have to do is feel."
She squirmed, her thighs nudging at my cock and I couldn't stifle a groan. The stays on her corset were snug, but easy to release. I did only the top half, letting her breasts pop free. With the stiff material beneath them, they were pushed upward still, firm and plump and full. I cupped both in my large hands, the flesh so satiny soft and pale in comparison to mine which was rugged,
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