Sarah's Duke: and Ellie's Gentleman (The heir and the spare, book 1) by Georgiana Louis
Authors: Georgiana Louis
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you will please me.” Oliver frowned, unsure of why she would say such a thing to him. Only whores knew how to pleasure men.
Sarah just smiled.
“Well, let’s start with that then.” Sarah reached up and pressed her lips to his, tentatively moving closer to him.
Oliver had never been more nervous in his life than he was at this very moment. His beautiful, virginal wife had just openly offered herself to him and all he could think about was that he had to make it good for her.
He stepped closer, closing the distance between their two bodies so that her breasts were pressed against his chest and her soft belly cradled his pelvis. He kissed Sarah gently, reverently, holding tight to the reins as she moaned low in her throat.
Oliver’s control broke when Sarah gave one flick of her tongue across his lips. He gathered his wife tightly against him and plundered her mouth without restraint. He tasted her warm and willing mouth until his erection became painful and adrenaline raced around his body.
Oliver pulled away from the kiss and looked down at his beautiful angel. She was indeed glowing brightly tonight. There was no fear, no apprehension. He saw only desire and excitement in her face. He grabbed the hem of her nightdress and pulled it up over her head in one motion.
Sarah lifted her arms for him and gasped as her body was unveiled, but she didn’t move to cover her naked breasts when he dropped the silk to the floor.
Oliver let out a sigh and stopped and stared. Wanting to just enjoy the first time he ever saw Sarah half naked. It would be a sight he would never forget. Sarah’s beautiful pearly skin glowing like satin in the candlelight, her dusky pink nipples already erect and pointing towards him, begging for his touch.
“You are so beautiful,” Oliver whispered, bringing his right hand up to weigh her full pert breast in his hand. They were plump and delicious looking, his mouth watering at the sight of them. He stroked the nipple with his thumb, the flesh pebbling tighter beneath his touch and Sarah moaned softly. She was so responsive to him that his body had an immediate response to her sighs, hardening and tightening in readiness for their night together.
Oliver swept Sarah up into his arms and placed her in the center of the bed. His skin itched, he needed to be naked himself. He pulled his own linen shirt off in seconds, removed his stockings and his boots, but faltered there. He weighed up his options, then nodded, choosing to keep his breeches on to make himself last as long as possible.
Sarah gasped from the bed and he looked up to see her kneeling in front of him on the mattress.
“You’re beautiful too.” She brought her hands up tentatively to caress his bare skin and sensations like none he’d ever experienced fluttered through him.
Oliver kissed her gently, his eyes sliding shut as she pressed herself closer. He pulled back and gently maneuvered them so that he lay next to her. He looked into her eyes as her hands floated over his skin like a pair of butterfly wings. Who knew that the touch of a woman’s hand could feel so good?
He lay still and closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation. In a world where the only person who ever touched you was your valet, the feel of Sarah’s hands on his naked skin was heaven. Oliver was so sensitive to her touch that it was terrifying. He could get far too used to it.
Sarah moved and wet suction was applied to his nipple as she sucked it into her mouth. Sensations zinged through Oliver at the unexpected movement and his eyes flew open. He gasped as he looked down and saw her with her mouth to his chest. He pulled away from her, shocked. No woman had ever done that to him.
“Where did you learn that?”
“You showed me last week,” she answered, frowning at his expression. “You don’t like it?”
Of course he liked it, but that wasn’t the point. He had been so shocked by her move that he had considered asking her if she was as virginal
Sarah just smiled.
“Well, let’s start with that then.” Sarah reached up and pressed her lips to his, tentatively moving closer to him.
Oliver had never been more nervous in his life than he was at this very moment. His beautiful, virginal wife had just openly offered herself to him and all he could think about was that he had to make it good for her.
He stepped closer, closing the distance between their two bodies so that her breasts were pressed against his chest and her soft belly cradled his pelvis. He kissed Sarah gently, reverently, holding tight to the reins as she moaned low in her throat.
Oliver’s control broke when Sarah gave one flick of her tongue across his lips. He gathered his wife tightly against him and plundered her mouth without restraint. He tasted her warm and willing mouth until his erection became painful and adrenaline raced around his body.
Oliver pulled away from the kiss and looked down at his beautiful angel. She was indeed glowing brightly tonight. There was no fear, no apprehension. He saw only desire and excitement in her face. He grabbed the hem of her nightdress and pulled it up over her head in one motion.
Sarah lifted her arms for him and gasped as her body was unveiled, but she didn’t move to cover her naked breasts when he dropped the silk to the floor.
Oliver let out a sigh and stopped and stared. Wanting to just enjoy the first time he ever saw Sarah half naked. It would be a sight he would never forget. Sarah’s beautiful pearly skin glowing like satin in the candlelight, her dusky pink nipples already erect and pointing towards him, begging for his touch.
“You are so beautiful,” Oliver whispered, bringing his right hand up to weigh her full pert breast in his hand. They were plump and delicious looking, his mouth watering at the sight of them. He stroked the nipple with his thumb, the flesh pebbling tighter beneath his touch and Sarah moaned softly. She was so responsive to him that his body had an immediate response to her sighs, hardening and tightening in readiness for their night together.
Oliver swept Sarah up into his arms and placed her in the center of the bed. His skin itched, he needed to be naked himself. He pulled his own linen shirt off in seconds, removed his stockings and his boots, but faltered there. He weighed up his options, then nodded, choosing to keep his breeches on to make himself last as long as possible.
Sarah gasped from the bed and he looked up to see her kneeling in front of him on the mattress.
“You’re beautiful too.” She brought her hands up tentatively to caress his bare skin and sensations like none he’d ever experienced fluttered through him.
Oliver kissed her gently, his eyes sliding shut as she pressed herself closer. He pulled back and gently maneuvered them so that he lay next to her. He looked into her eyes as her hands floated over his skin like a pair of butterfly wings. Who knew that the touch of a woman’s hand could feel so good?
He lay still and closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation. In a world where the only person who ever touched you was your valet, the feel of Sarah’s hands on his naked skin was heaven. Oliver was so sensitive to her touch that it was terrifying. He could get far too used to it.
Sarah moved and wet suction was applied to his nipple as she sucked it into her mouth. Sensations zinged through Oliver at the unexpected movement and his eyes flew open. He gasped as he looked down and saw her with her mouth to his chest. He pulled away from her, shocked. No woman had ever done that to him.
“Where did you learn that?”
“You showed me last week,” she answered, frowning at his expression. “You don’t like it?”
Of course he liked it, but that wasn’t the point. He had been so shocked by her move that he had considered asking her if she was as virginal
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