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Hunt laid her gently on top of the counterpane. It was cool on her back after the warmth of the fireplace and Hunt’s kisses and caresses.
Diana smiled up at him as he rested one knee on the bed alongside her. “Am I to be the only one undressed, then?” She felt the slight blush from before returning to crawl up her body to her face.
“Not at all.” He untied the belt of his dressing gown and shrugged out of the garment. Her mouth dried up as her eyes wandered down his impressive, muscular body and landed on the very strong evidence of his desire.
She swallowed. “Um, do you think this is going to work?” She looked up to catch him swallowing a smile.
“Yes, my love, this will work. Have no fear. The good Lord knew what he was doing.”
Realizing that she was lying naked as the day she was born, stretched out on the bed while Hunt looked at her as if she was his next meal, she scooted over and pulled part of the counterpane over her.
“No, my sweet. No need to cover yourself.”
She blushed. “I’m cold.”
He pulled back the covers and joined her on the bed, causing her to edge farther back. “I have a remedy for that. A very satisfying, pleasurable remedy.” Reaching out, he took her hand and tugged her forward.
The fluttering inside her stomach increased as he moved her closer to him, and their hungry mouths met, Hunt’s warm body covering hers. His hand rubbed her shoulders gently, then made their way down her back to cup her derrière. “So soft, your skin is like silk.”
With his arm wrapped around her bottom, he shifted them so they were facing each other, laying side by side on the bed. He gently fingered a lock of her hair, sniffing it, then running it over his lips. “I want to take our time. We have all night.”
She, on the other hand, wanted to move things along. Grandmama had told her about a woman’s first time joining with a man, but even though she tried to make it sound wonderful, to Diana, it had all sounded very messy and painful.
“Stop thinking.” Hunt moved his hand up to cup her breast and run his thumb over her nipple. Diana closed her eyes as the wonderful sensation raced through her. Not wanting to just lie there like a lump of clay, she kissed the hollow of his neck, then moved her mouth down to playfully lick his flat dark nipple.
Hunt drew in a breath.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes.” He rolled over her and once more covered her breast with his warm, moist mouth. Her legs grew restless and, like it had the few times they kissed, the area between her legs felt swollen and damp. “Please.”
“What, my love?” He nibbled on her collarbone, his warm breath raising small bumps on her skin.
“I need more.” She barely got the words out.
Almost as an apology, he murmured, “Ah, of course you do.” He continued to taunt her nipples with his tongue as his hand skimmed down her body, increasing the tension in her middle.
Eventually, his fingers slid between her legs, and she immediately felt the need for release grow. “Please, Hunt.”
His thumb circled a small nubbin at the opening to her core. She sucked in a deep breath as her muscles grew tighter. He kept it up for a few minutes while kissing her, murmuring words she didn’t even understand in her ear until she couldn’t stand it anymore. “Harder.”
Hunt returned to her breast to tease it once more as his fingers worked frantically to bring her release. His thumb continued to circle the piece of flesh while his finger slid into her opening.
Her body bucked as she threw her head back and called his name, over and over. “Yes. Please. Yes. Don’t stop.”
“Oh, I won’t sweetheart. Take your time, I will be here to catch you.”
Waves of pleasure washed over her as she pressed hard against Hunt’s hand, and the throbbing continued. With a deep breath, she collapsed onto the bed, a soft smile on her face.
Grandmama was correct.
“I loved watching you,” Hunt said as he continued to play with the area between her legs. He pushed a second finger into her opening. “You are so warm, tight, and wet.”
Diana panted her words. “I assume that’s good?”
“Oh, yes, my love. Very, very good.”