When Only An Indecent Duke Will Do (Romancing the Rake 1)

She sighed and lifted to allow him to pull the garment over her head. “That’s just perfect.”

Chapter Sixteen

She tried to imagine a better scenario. This…this was even more wonderful than their first kiss in the library had been. She scooted down her pantaloons and stockings until she lay naked under the blanket. Chase stood and removed his boots, then pulled off his breeches.

She shivered as she studied him. Not huge? Ophelia propped herself up on one elbow. Having full access to the library and being an avid reader, she’d done her fair share of studying the medical journals. She understood the basics of copulation but none of the diagrams she’d seen had even come close to looking like the member currently jutting out from his body. “That is going inside me?”

One corner of his mouth ticked up. “Believe it or not, women are rather fond of a larger…” He looked down.

She shook her head, fear making her jaw clench. “Good to know.”

He lay down next to her, pulling the blanket back over himself and fitting his body against hers. His skin was slightly cool but immediately began to warm. “My offer still stands. We can save making love for our wedding night.”

She drew in a deep breath, forcing herself to relax. “No, I’m ready now. I won’t be a coward in the face of my fear or yours.”

“My fear?” he asked, kissing the sensitive spot on her neck.

She ran her hand over his muscled chest. “I know how you feel about the ocean. Today I want to give you a new memory. I can’t change what happened in the past, but I want to help balance out your feelings involving the water. It gives and takes away.”

He pushed up on his arms as she rolled onto her back. “Have you ever considered yourself the hero in your stories rather than the heroine?”

She stilled, her lips parting. “Well. That is interesting. I suppose I like that idea very much.”

“I’m glad because you, my love, have saved me.” Then he pressed down and captured her lips again.

There were no more words as they kissed, lengthening and deepening, their bodies pressed together.

Every inch of his muscled frame heated hers as her legs twined with his. Then he kissed lower, along her neck, chest, and down to her nipples. She cried out when he sucked one into his mouth, her heart beating in rhythm to his.

And when his fingers brushed through her folds, pleasure tightened her skin.

“You feel so wonderful,” he murmured against her chest. “Like a dream.”

“Or a fairy tale.” She smiled until he inserted a finger into her channel.

He moved to the other nipple. Using another finger in her body. This one stretched her open further and while the pleasure was still there, it burned just a bit. “You’re so tight.”

“See. Now you know why I was concerned.” She gasped out as he spread her a bit wider.

He slid back up, giving her a slow kiss on the lips. “Ophelia…we don’t—”

“I want you inside me,” she whispered looking into his eyes.

Chase stopped, his face tightening as his gaze darkened. He slipped his fingers out as his hips settled over hers, his member pressing to her opening. Though a bit scary, the tip also rubbed her in such a way as to make shivers of pleasure shoot through her legs. “Oh,” she moaned, moving her hips to feel more. And then he sank inside her, just a bit, spreading her open. “I see what you mean,” she said between breaths. “It pulls a bit but also, something about the shape, you can tell it was made to be inside me. Even now, it feels good.”

He buried his face into the crook of her neck. “Ophelia, I swear on all that is holy, that you’re going to undo me. I love

that you talk so much during the most intimate times, my love, but I am trying to maintain control so that I don’t hurt you and you telling me how good I feel, how I’m made to be inside you. I swear, it’s driving me mad.”

She knew those words were a warning but she wasn’t sure she cared to hear it. She loved this intimacy between them and his desire for her was worth a bit of pain. It made her feel powerful, attractive, and wanted. “Would it also drive you mad to know that I love the hair on your body? It’s rough and masculine. The way your muscles are sculpted makes me want to lick you from…” He pushed all the way inside her, breaking her maidenhead in one quick push. They both stilled. “Oh. That did hurt.”

He smoothed her hair back from her face. “Tell me about your next romantic fantasy. Would we be on an island?”

She shook her head. “That would require a boat.”

“You are so wonderful. Do you know that?” And he kissed her hard.

“Well,” she started. “We still haven’t used the rose petals. Perhaps we’ll spread those on our bed. Oh. Can it be a large four post with curtains?”