When she did so, Patrick reached down and wrapped his hand around hers. No one could touch him better than he could, so who better to show her how it was done? He guided her, teaching her. When he felt confident she had the hang of it, Patrick let her go, urging her to continue on her own.
His hips jerked with every stroke. She was a fast learner.
With a hint of a smile playing across her face, Linley asked him the same question he’d asked her, “Do you like that?”
Patrick groaned. A very fast learner, indeed.
He moved her hand away from him, and placed it on his hip. Bending down to crush his mouth to hers, Patrick maneuvered Linley’s knees on either side of him, placing himself right in the middle of her.
“You’re better than this, you know, ” he said, searching her eyes with his. “You deserve more than what I can give you.”
Linley licked her lips and smiled. “I think that is for me to decide.”
“I’m warning you that this is your last chance to call the whole thing off because once I’m inside you, I am not stopping.”
“Do you want me that badly?”
“Worse.”
Linley couldn’t help but grin, proud to know just how much she succeeded in making him want her. She leaned up and took his bottom lip in her mouth, tugging on it, encouraging him to do them both a favor and get on with it.
Taking his cue, Patrick guided himself right where he needed to be.
Was she truly ready for this?
Was he?
Patrick hesitated, giving her one more chance to stop him.
But she did not stop him. Linley braced both hands on his hips and pulled him toward her. He had nowhere to go but in.
Patrick pushed into her, just barely inside. He was not sure how slowly he should go. He did not want to hurt her anymore than was necessary, and even that was too much for his tastes. He wished he could be there when it wouldn’t hurt anymore and she could experience the full pleasure lovemaking could bring. That, to him, was when the real fun began.
He moved deeper, inch by inch, giving her body time to adjust. He watched her eyes tear up, and then she clenched them shut. Patrick rested his head on her shoulder, giving her a moment to regain her composure. He kissed her neck, hating himself for hurting her, even though he knew it had to be done.
When they both felt they could continue, Patrick began to move inside her. Very slowly. Very deliberately. Already, his body shuddered with every stroke. He gasped as he pulled away from her, and moaned each time he slid toward her. Every inch of his body rippled with sensation. A slow, magnificent torture.
Beneath him, Linley pushed at the floor with her feet, arching her back, rolling her hips. She tried desperately to draw him deeper, feeling like she could melt down into the floor and swim around the room. The pain had been short lived, gone as quickly as it came, leaving only the sensation of being very, very tight, and very, very full.
She moaned and clutched him to her. Patrick relished in the sensation. With every plunging stroke of his body, he cried out, growing closer and closer to his own release. He knew he shouldn’t be so loud, but he could not help it. His body was no longer under his control.
“I’m going to come,” he said, writhing on top of her.
Linley nodded. “I want you to.”
“You first.”
“I…I don’t know how.”
There wasn’t enough strength in his entire body to hold himself back. He wanted to help her reach satisfaction first, but months of his own pent up need took hold, and Patrick had no choice but drive into her one last time.
His breath bellowed as he shuddered, and shuddered, and shuddered. Patrick’s entire body jerked and bucked, and he cried out in pleasure from the sheer force of it.
He hadn’t meant to finish inside of her like that, but he could not help himself. Patrick collapsed in Linley’s arms, unable to move, and barely able to breathe.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Patrick smiled against Linley’s neck. “Incredible.”
“Was it as good as all that?”
“It was, if I may say so,” he said. “Of course, I’m sure you’re disappointed…”
“Why would I be disappointed?”
“Because I wanted it to be as good for you as it was for me.” Patrick shifted off of her and propped himself on his side with his elbow. “And now you will have a devil of a time finding a husband who doesn’t mind his wife isn’t a virgin.”
Linley frowned up at the ceiling. “I know you don’t want to hear it, but I still intend to take a lover.”
“Then I’m sure you’ll find no shortage of men willing to help you in that department.”
Linley took his free hand into hers. “I’m not concerned about other men. I would like you to be my lover.”
“Me?” Patrick was genuinely shocked.
“Yes, why not?”
He rolled the idea around in his brain for a minute and then shook his head. “Being someone’s lover is a very complicated business.” When she started to argue, he cut her off. “But if you would like for this to be a trial run, we can go home when this is all over, and then discuss it the next time we see each other.”