Amelia burst out laughing. It helped ease the electric tension in the room. “You sound just like her,” she exclaimed. She imitated the same voice, “It will be over soon enough, and hopefully he will leave you with child.”
“And I wager she also said you will not enjoy it.”
“She did. How did you kno…” She didn’t finish her sentence, as he ran a hand up her bare thigh.
“You mustn’t believe everything your mother tells you.”
“I have dreamed about making love to you,” she confessed.
“You have?” he asked surprised. “I didn’t think women thought the same things as men.”
“Oh… yes,” she admitted. “You are every fantasy I have had on the lost nights when I was alone in bed.”
“You’re not alone in bed tonight.” His gaze was wicked and flashed like wildfire.
Amelia thought she would die from the sensations of his caresses; her only answer was a long moan. Her need grew to a razor-sharp edge. Foreign sensations slammed through her as he touched her.
Spencer was so gorgeous, so determined.
“Benton can have Molly O’Donnell’s breasts. I will take yours. They are exquisite.” He looked up into her face. “It could be the death of me tonight, but if you want me to stop…” he sighed, “I will wait until we are properly wed.”
Amelia’s heart broke. “You are a gentleman.”
“I feel anything but a gentleman right now. You need to be sure.”
“I have never been surer about anything in my life.”
She sensed him at her entrance as he slowly pushed in. When he encountered her barrier he stopped.
“I love you,” she whispered. She read his hesitation and rocked her hips forward, forcing him in. There was a twinge of pain, but it quickly subsided. Hunching forward, he laced his fingers in hers and brought her arms over her head.
He kissed her neck and whispered confessions of his love, as he pulled up her knees and entered her again His skill was apparent and she was the benefactor. Amelia tried to buck faster, bis his large hands held her in plave to set a slow, torturous pace.
The crisp curls of his chest abraded her nipples. As if sensing her need, he dropped his head to suckle her breast. Soft whimpers fled from Amelia as his tongue lashed one breast, before fluttered tender touches over the other. Equal parts demanding and tender.
Tonight, he was teaching her that sometimes fantasies were real. She ran her hands over him, molding his shoulders, learning the feel of his muscles as they flexed and bunched. Any reservations she’d had were overwhelmed by the power of this man and the demands his body made.
Spencer’s face tight in concentration, and with his eyes closed, he looked like a dark angel.
“Amelia, you are killing me. But, death is so sweet.” He sighed.
She loved making him feel like this and reveled in her new found sexual power. She had never been aware of her body and never thought she could be so completely happy it was Spencer who helped her discover it.
“Tell me again you love me,” he ground out between clenched teeth.
“Spencer,” she cried. “I love you…I have for as long as I can remember.” She came undone. A tidal wave of sensation shot though her.
He picked up speed and dug his hips in dizzying strokes. He captured her mouth as they shared a gasp of air. He came in a violent explosion that joined them forever.
They lay still for a long time. Spencer finally rolled and spooned against her. He buried his face against her neck. When Amelia thought she could form a coherent sentence, she turned to him.
Even after what had just happened, she was going to tell him it not necessary to ask for her hand. In the candles’ glow, his skin was the color of toffee with a sprinkling of freckles across his nose. He looked so incredibly handsome, he stole her breath.
“I sense that mind of yours working.” He lifted her left hand and placed a gentle kiss on the ring around her finger. “Whatever you’re thinking Miss Leighton, stop. It is much too late to change your mind.”
He moved closer and kissed her with such abandon, she was lost.
Spencer touched her cheek. “From an early age as Duke, I was taught to be cautious and never lose control. But I know now that was nonsense. I nearly lost you because I did not react in the way I truly felt. For once in my life I should have done what I wanted to, not what was expected. They can have the title and the money. You are all I have ever wanted.” He kissed her nose. “Tonight, my carriage will take you home, and in the morning I will come to your house, dressed, and properly ask you father for your hand in marriage. Until then, you will have to give back the ring.” He put out his hand.