Chapter 22
“She gave me some interesting information about the sensitivity of a man’s prick.” She blushed as she said the word, even as she pressed her thumb to the V on the underside. “Is it true this is particularly sensitive?”
He cleared his throat. “Very, particularly when a woman’s tongue is stroking it.”
Her eyes widened at the thought. Bella had shared some knowledge of erogenous zones and positions with her, but they hadn’t had that discussion. Maddy considered it ridiculous that it had not occurred to her it was a possibility, for hadn’t Colin pleasured her with his mouth on several occasions?
Prompted by curiosity, along with the pleasant way his ragged breathing and flushed cheeks were contributing to her arousal, she pushed back the blanket and abandoned all attempts at subtle seduction. Instead, she got onto her hands and knees and scooted down, grasping the root of his cock as she looked at it, spending a moment appraising it.
She had not done something so simple yet, for he almost always took the lead and focused all pleasure on her. She had allowed that, perhaps because she still bore some resentment for how she’d come to be in his life, and maybe she had considered he owed it to her.
Truthfully though, she had never realized there was another way to have sex until Bella had enlightened her. She had simply assumed the man always took the lead, and it was an intoxicating and intriguing idea to consider otherwise.
He let out a moan as she lowered her head, breathing lightly against his shaft without taking him into her mouth yet. “You do not have to do this, Maddy.”
“I know.” Her lips brushed against the soft skin of his hard shaft when she said the words. “I am dreadfully curious. You do not mind if I indulge my curiosity, do you, Colin?” She looked up at him through the veil of her eyelashes, hoping it presented a flirtatious view.
“I am yours to do with as you wish, Lady Kressley.”
“Excellent.” With that, she opened her mouth and slowly wrapped her lips around his length, guiding him as far back into her mouth as she felt comfortable with and just holding him lovingly for a moment before she slowly tightened her mouth by sucking in her cheeks.
He gasped, and his hips jolted off the bed. It sent him another inch deeper into her throat, and she choked. He immediately withdrew, but when he tried to pull away, she kept a firm hand on the base of his cock, preventing him from doing so.
Recalling his provocative words about her tongue and the sensitive spot on the underside, she started licking him there, gratified when his hips continued to buck against her. She was prepared for that now, so his cock did not go too deeply in her throat and make her choke.
She sucked him slowly at first, spending time learning his geography with her tongue, but always returning to gently lick and stroke the part that seemed to please him most. When she wrapped her lips more firmly around him and started bobbing her head, recalling Bella’s words about how a man enjoyed the tight wetness of a pussy and imagining that extrapolated to her mouth as well, he groaned, and his arms flailed to his sides as he grasped hold of the bedcovers, his hips lifting seemingly of their own accord.
She was aware of more of his fluid dripping from the tip, and she focused on it for a moment, licking it away as it flowed onto her tongue. It wasn’t unpleasant at all, and she lightly stroked the tip of her tongue across the slit producing his arousal, making him gasp. She could feel his cock tightening, and she recognized it from the way he felt when he spilled his seed inside her.
She started to renew her sucking, but he abruptly pulled her away, lifting her so she sat on his stomach, and she looked down at him. “Are you all right?” He was an almost alarming shade of red, and he seemed to be having trouble breathing.
“Far too all right, love. Any more of that, and I would have spent myself in your mouth.”
“I thought you might,” she confessed shyly. “I was curious to see what it was like.”
“I believe it can be quite overwhelming, especially for someone who has never done that before. I suggest we work our way up to that over multiple sessions. For now, I would much rather be inside you, if you have no objection?”
She shook her head, allowing him to lift and guide her onto his cock. She’d had little attention, but she was soaking wet from the images in her mind and the pleasure she had given him, and he slipped inside easily. She was startled by the satisfaction of the position, for it allowed her to take him deeper, but it also provided more stimulation to that spot deep inside her that he always seemed to focus on, the one that could make her come so hard.
He lifted his hands, cupping her breasts and rubbing the nipples lightly. Maddy tossed back her head and started riding him, surrendering to instinct as she clutched his shoulders, rotating her hips slightly to get more of that delicious friction against both her clit and her internal pleasure spot. She had never known anything like this, and he had made love to her quite thoroughly in many ways over the weeks she had been with him.
“You are so beautiful like this. I could have killed him tonight.” He lifted his hands from her breasts to her face, pulling her down, and she automatically adjusted her position so she could accept his deep kiss.
His lips molded to hers, and she stroked his tongue with her own when it plunged into her mouth. They shared an intense kiss for several long seconds, both forgetting to move as they lost themselves in the simple communication.
When he pulled back slightly, she lifted her head a little bit and looked down at him, overcome by a wave of warmth she had never expected. There was a gentleness and a tenderness in her touch as she brushed the hair off his forehead. She could see his residual fear, and she realized he needed as much comfort and reassurance as she did. It was a startling realization, quickly followed by another one. He must genuinely love her to be so concerned about her safety and losing her.
She had no doubt he was obsessed with her, and there was something perhaps not entirely healthy about his love, but she no longer doubted the sincerity of the emotion. It just needed to be tempered and reshaped into something more wholesome, and she was determined to make that happen.
He started moving again inside her, and she returned each thrust, effortlessly matching his pace and rhythm, as though this was their thousandth time like this, instead of the first. It felt good and right, and when he clutched her hips, dragging her down as his cock spasmed inside her moments later, filling her with streams of his satisfaction, her inner walls clamped tightly around him, convulsing as she neared her own climax, making the orgasm even more intense than it had been just a millisecond before.
“I love you, Maddy.”
His words sent her over the edge. As she lost herself in the bliss, she accepted she liked hearing the words on his lips, and she wasn’t too startled to consider the idea that someday soon, she might feel like uttering them in return.
***
Afterward, she laid against him with her hand on his chest, and his arm wrapped around her, holding her against his side. He seemed incapable of letting her go, and she was glad for that. He would certainly need to lessen the intensity of his need and obsession with her, but she was optimistic they might find a way to be happy.
She realized she wasn’t going to flee. She had agreed to be his wife, and she intended to live up to that vow. Unless he did something crazy, or something that put her at risk, she was determined to help him find a gentler and more acceptable way of expressing his love for her.
If Stefan didn’t ruin everything.
The thought popped into her head then, and she moaned softly in distress.
He stiffened, acting as though he might sit up for a minute. “What is wrong, love?”
She sighed as she started drawing invisible abstract images on his skin with her forefinger. “Can Stefan really get our marriage annulled?”
He hesitated for a long moment. “It depends. Money is obviously a factor, and I have a great deal more than he does, but if he were to get a sympathetic magistrate—or more likely, to bribe one—it is conceivable the man would overturn our marriage. If he found one who was exceptionally devoted to the law, he would probably have an easier time doing so as well, for it is certainly murky indeed.
“In England, we would not be allowed to marry until you are twenty-one without his permission. Since we were wed by the laws of Scotland, we are certainly married there, but it is possible our marriage could be annulled here in England. If that were to occur, we will simply go to Scotland for a few months until you are twenty-one, and then we will return to London and marry again.”
It was a sensible idea, and she nodded, allowing relief to fill her. “I almost wish you weren’t dueling with him tomorrow. I understand why you issued the challenge, and I know you must arrive as agreed to maintain honor, but I am concerned.”
He pulled her closer. “You do not need to be afraid, Maddy. I assure you, I am quite skilled with a sword, and though I have never killed anyone before, I find only great pleasure at the idea of running Stefan through and removing him from our lives permanently.”
She shivered at the words, nodding her agreement. “I confess, I have had similar thoughts myself. I can hardly hold that against you, except perhaps a slight bit of resentment that I will not be able to wield the sword myself.”
Rather than being put off by her words, they seemed to please him, and he chuckled. “Were that possible, I would certainly give you the honor, love. I can see no way to make it happen though, at least no way that would not be interpreted as murder. Dueling is a gray area, and it is highly unlikely anyone will concern themselves with the matter, especially with Stefan’s current shaky standing among the Ton, but it is a different matter entirely if you are the one to murder him. Even as my wife, being a woman, you would necessarily receive harsher treatment, and they would far more thoroughly investigate the circumstances.”
“Lord knows, it is impermissible for a woman to defend herself against a rake. We cannot allow women to have an undue amount of power,” she said bitterly.
“Indeed, but that is the way of things. Allow me to assure you, it will be a great honor to remove this obstacle from your life. I am relieved to know you will not think less of me for taking a life.”
“When it is so worthless a life, I can hardly bear a grudge. Indeed, you are doing us both a service by severing him from it.”
“I am not at all afraid he will best me, Maddy.”
She looked up at him, meeting his gaze. He was supremely confident, and she took some comfort from that, but she felt it necessary to remind him again, “He will not fight fairly.”
“Then I shall not fight fairly either. I am determined to destroy the man by any means necessary.”
His words comforted her, and she nodded as she laid her head on his chest again. She realized then she was sleepy, and though it should be no surprise after the events of the day, she’d worried she would lie awake dozing fitfully and having continuous nightmares, so it was a relief to slip into a dreamless slumber.