Page 97 of A Virgin to Tempt the Duke

“Come in here with me,” she said. “Although I do require some assistance getting out of this gown. Someone sent all the staff home it seems.”

“A good man did that,” he said as he stood behind her and helped unfasten her gown.

He undressed her slowly, reverently, taking care of not only her but of the garments she had worn. She felt sacred, loved, and adored.

“You are exquisite,” he said as he began to undo his silk cravat. “Let’s get in there now, my love.”

The water was warm, and the candles were warm, and Frederick’s hands were warmer still. He was careful and thorough and entirely unhurried as he helped wash her with rich lavender soap. She leaned into his touch.

“Mm,” Frederick said as he rubbed her back.

She laughed, and he looked down at her, realizing what had come out of this mouth. She arched her neck back and turned back toward him, placing her lips gently on his.

“I like this,” he groaned as he kissed her deeper.

“Me too,” she said as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, then gently nibbled on his lip.

“You are a nymph.”

“I have waited long enough for this to not be shy,” she said as she turned around and straddled him in the tub. “I am ready for my wedding night, husband.”

“Not so fast, I am not rushing a second of this. You will need to wait a little longer, my brave wife.”

He cupped her full breasts, then, as he kissed her deeply, kneading them with his hands and pulling gently on her nipples with his fingers. She moaned at the contact and pushed her lower body closer to his, which was hard and ready and wanting.

“Not so fast, my sweet,” he said as he lowered a mouth to her right nipple while he continued to pinch the left. “You won’t tempt me into ending this too soon. I. Will. Savor. You.”

She ground her body against him as he continued to play with her breasts, until he pushed her off his lap slightly and set her at the opposite end of the tub. He began kissing her neck and set her arms on either side of the tub.

“Keep them there.”

He took his hand and found the soft spot between her legs and began to caress her, slow and steady. She instantly bucked her hips up without meaning to, wrapping her arms around his neck. He removed his hand from inside of her and set them back down on either side of the tub. She nodded her head, and he resumed touching her, slipping a finger inside of her as he began kissing her neck once more. His other hand cupped her backside and pulled her close.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he growled as he increased his pace. “I had to wait for you to recover, and then as we got close to our wedding night, I knew I had to make this perfect for my perfect bride.”

“Oh, Frederick,” she cried out as her eyes grew teary from the pressure and the love and the want and the need. “I cannot wait a moment longer. I need to feel you. I want you to fill me.”

“Your wish is my command,” he said as he lifted her out of the tub. He quickly grabbed a warm towel and wrapped it around her. “To bed then.”

He set her down reverently and lowered himself on top of her. He paused for a moment, then grabbed himself and rubbed hishardness up and down the tender part of her. She bucked her hips once more, and he growled loudly.

“You tempt me, my sweet. Have it your way,” he said as he gently guided himself into her. “Relax, I’ve got you,” he continued, and she did.

He was still guiding himself into her, and Anna wondered if she would be able to take all of him when suddenly she felt his body against her.

It was perfect.

She had never felt so full, so content, so ready for what lay ahead. He began to thrust at a slow, steady rhythm, hitting her deep in a place she did not know resided in her own body.

“This. Is. Everything.” He growled as he picked up the pace. “I am trying not to rush this, but you are exquisite.”

“This is more than I could have dreamed of,” she moaned as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him tighter into her.

He lifted his head and began to suckle her breasts, alternating between them as he continued to thrust into her. He took his right hand and began to massage the needy nub that sent her over the edge.

“How do you know just what to do to me?” She cried out as she began to see stars behind her eyes.

“Because I have spent every night dreaming of this. Dreaming of you. I think of nothing else. Don’t you know that?” He cried out as he continued thrusting inside of her. “Are you ready, my sweet?”