The Earl and His Virgin Countess(30)

She squeezed, hoping to hold him in place. “Don’t leave.”

“I don’t plan on it. Simply letting you feel your way.”

Tentatively, she lifted her hips and, when he groaned, she did it again. She loved the feel of his muscles as they contracted with every thrust forward, only to relax again when he nearly left her.

He maneuvered his hand between them, working her nub. Bliss rocked through her. As he sped up, so did her desire to feel that ecstasy again.

Urging him on, she dug her heels into the bed until she screamed his name and let the tension go and waves of ecstasy passed through her. His hips pounded into her, and she held on for dear life, until he grunted and collapsed. Holding tight, she ran her fingers through his hair, and over his sweat-dampened back. Closeness like she had never imagined engulfed her, and she relished it. She imagined nothing sweeter in her life than this moment with him.

“I’m too heavy,” he murmured.

Not minding the weight, she went to protest, but he had already rolled off of her, pulling her into his embrace. With a painstaking pace, he worked at the ties of her stays, loosening them enough that she could pull them over her head, along with her chemise. The petticoat soon followed, leaving she and Andrew gloriously naked, with the late day sun coming through the window bathing them in its warmth.

“Perhaps, if we should ever have a girl, we could name her Eve,” Miranda said some hours later, her head resting on his chest, as he played with her hair.

“I think we will have to beat some other couples to the punch with that one then.”

“What do you mean?”

“There are a few people I know who are giving thanks to the matchmaking abilities of Madame Eve.”

Rubbing her bare leg up his, she lifted her head to gaze at him. “We should try hard to beat them then.”

“I love the way you think.” He rolled over, forcing her under him. “Now, tell me about these books your aunt gave you.”

“What…but you already have plenty of experience in the bedchamber!”

“Perhaps you have a lesson or two to teach me.” He curved over her, taking advantage as she hoped he would when she arched her neck for better access.

“You want me to show you?” her voice sounded far huskier than she’d ever imagined it could. And, although he was still leading her at the moment, she knew one day he would let her take control, but, for tonight, she loved how he made her feel, how much he felt for her. She’d never dreamed she would be loved as much as she loved, but he had proved he did. As his lips made a trail from her neck to her collarbone, all thoughts fled except the need to have this man in every way she could.

“Perhaps after a few more lessons myself,” she agreed.

“How about I show you, then, my love?” Pulling the covers over them both, he blocked out the rest of world until only the two of them existed.