Persuasion (The Wild and Wanton Edition) by Micah Persell Read Free Book Online Page B

most. As soon as she reclined, he covered her body with his own.
    “
Yes
,” she heard herself whisper in a voice she did not recognise through its desperation. Some instinct she could not identify had her raising her thighs on either side of his hips. His lower body sank into hers, and the length of his arousal pressed against her core.
    She gripped his shoulders with fierce fingers. “Please!” She canted her hips against the length she craved more than her next breath of air.
    He groaned long and low as he braced himself above her with one arm while the other moved to grab her skirts and pull them up.
    Her heart exploded in joy as she realized that he was going to give her what she desired. He was going to love her. “Yes,” she muttered in a rush. “Do it, please.” Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his breeches. She jerked at them so hard, she was sure she removed one or two.
    As his arousal sprang into her hand, she felt his large, blunt fingers brush against the naked skin of her sex. “
Frederick
,” she moaned sharply. “
Now
!”
    “Anne — ” He sounded in pain and his hips moved, thrusting his hardness through her grip. “We should not — ”
    A ragged sob sounded from Anne’s chest. He was going to refuse her? She ached so badly. She writhed against his fingers and felt them spread her wetness over throbbing skin. “
Please
.”
    “God forgive me,” he moaned. His fingers replaced hers around his arousal, and he nudged her thighs even wider apart with his knees. She felt the tip of him brush against her entrance. “Love you so,” he muttered just before thrusting into her. The sharp sting from his first enthusiastic entrance into her body made her gasp. He quickly fell forward, bracing himself on his elbows and cupping her face with both hands. He pressed a hurried kiss to her lips. “I h-have been told it will not hurt — ” he gritted his teeth “ — for long.” He took three gulping breaths. “Anne, I cannot — ” His earthy groan rent the air. “I cannot stop.
So tight
.”
    He drew his hips back, and as the length within her retreated, pleasure lit in its wake. She gasped and clutched his firm rear end through the fabric of his breeches, trying to draw him back into her. “Do not stop!” she begged breathlessly.
    “Never,” he promised on an exhale as he thrust back into her. He withdrew again, just as quickly, and then surged back. The next moment, he fell preciously out of control. His thrusts lost all measure. He began moving within her far too quickly; even Anne in her inexperience knew that. His weight upon her was heavy, his hold almost too tight. His words of love were whispered breathlessly into her ear as he thrust himself into her over and over erratically — one moment too deep, the next too shallow.
    He was a virgin, as well
. The thought arrived amid the cacophony of pleasurable thoughts in Anne’s head, and she knew in an instant that it was true. The knowledge caused a rush of moisture where they were joined, and he must have felt it for he cried out her name, and then he arched over her one final time. Heat spread in her womb as he jerked against her, and she felt so loved that tears stung her eyes. Then something even more wonderful occurred. The pleasure that had been building steadily reached some sort of peak as he spilled his seed within her. Flashes of light shot behind Anne’s vision, and her back arched. Waves of ecstasy cascaded through her, wrenching a cry from her chest.
    Frederick pulled his face from her neck to look at her with something akin to wonder spreading across his features. When she could finally breathe again, he leaned down slowly and pressed the softest of kisses to the corner of her mouth, never releasing her eyes.
    “I cannot believe I was able to give you that,” he whispered into the kiss.
    She breathed a laugh. “Me either.” She squeezed his bottom. “Want to give it to me again?”
    His response faded into