Chapter 27

CHAPTER 27

An Exploration Of Love

L eah and Solomon could not keep their hands off each other as they rode to the Duke's London home. Leah could barely breathe as the coach bumped up and down on the journey. It did not help that she was sitting on the Duke's lap as they traveled.

She ran her hands over his shirt, feeling the muscles below. He had removed his jacket upon entering the coach, but Leah did not want to unbutton his shirt just yet. She ached to see him unclothed, but she did not want to run from the coach to the house in a state of undress.

The Duke held her cheeks in both hands, pressing his lips to hers as if any specs between them would kill them both. He pulled back and grabbed Leah's hand, bringing it up his chest a little.

"Can you feel that?" he asked.

The Duke's heart beat furiously under her hand. She took his hand and placed it on her chest.

"I feel it," the Duke said to her. "They are beating like never before. Beating in time with each other. They are two hearts in love."

"They are," Leah agreed. "My goodness, I want you so much."

"And you shall have me," the Duke told her.

He suddenly lurched forward and half-scooped her up while falling toward the bench on the other side of the carriage. He showed her neck with kisses, moving his hands to her waist and then up her sides. He gripped her to stop her from tolling off the bench and worked magic with his soft lips.

"Oh," Leah gasped. "I can't wait. I need you now!"

"Patience, my love he hissed into her ear. You will have all you desire in a moment."

"I can't wait a moment," Leah moaned.

The Duke kissed her neck and then down the ‘V' of her chest visible above the plunging neckline, paying special attention to her cleavage, and she reclined like a character from a Renaissance painting. Leah grabbed at the Duke, trying to take hold of him anywhere. Her fingers brushed against him, and she moved her hands over his entire body, needing to touch all of him.

The coach came to a slow halt, and the Duke did not wait for the driver to come to the door and open it for them. He scooped Leah up in his arms and managed to manipulate the lock on the door at the same time. He stepped down onto the hard earth and strode for the door.

Leah looked up at him as she was carried toward the house. She did not see who opened the door for them—he only saw the Duke and the ceiling of the residence as it rushed by above. They went up some stairs, and then there was the thump of a door being kicked closed. Leah was dropped to her feet and realized she was in a bedroom.

She wasted no time. As soon as the Duke released her, she clawed at his shirt, getting the buttons undone, but under how many popped off. She grabbed the front of the shirt and threw it open like curtains in the morning.

The Duke spun her before she could do anything more, and he pulled on the bows on the back of her dress. As soon as he was done, he spun her back around and removed his shirt.

Leah ran forward and kissed his chest, plying him with kisses all over. She felt the sensation that had come before in her core but knew with certainty that the Duke would enter her this time.

Solomon gripped the bottom of her dress and hoisted it over her head. He tossed the dress against the wall and regarded her in only her stockings and shoes.

"MY goodness, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, the most beautiful woman in the world. The things I will do to you."

"I hope that is a promise." Leah placed her hands on her hips, unperturbed by being nude. She had never had more confidence in any aspect of her life.

Solomon rushed at her and kissed her again. He probed her ferociously with his tongue, sucking on her, nibbling, teasing, licking. Leah held her breath as they kissed, struggling to keep up with him. Every touch or lick or bite sent a pang of pleasure through her body. She was lying down on hot coals, the passion overwhelming her and becoming too much. She struggled to keep her eyes open and enjoy it all.

The Duke picked her up again, took her to the bed, and tossed her onto it. Her breasts wobbled as she hit the mattress, and she let out an excited laugh. The Duke growled above her, looking down on the woman he had claimed.

Leah enjoyed the look in his eyes. He had a loving lust. He was ready to devour her, and she trusted him to do as he pleased with her.

"I am yours now," Leah told him. "I am yours, my love."

"What do you want me to do to you?" the Duke asked.

"I need you to pleasure me," she replied.

"Fully?"

"I want all of you, my love," Leah said.

The Duke smiled. "Then you should have all of me."

Solomon reached down to his belt and unbuckled it. Leah's heart thumped like a battle drum. Her breasts wobbled some more as she breathed heavily. She wanted what he was about to give her, but she was nervous about it, too. She did not know what it would feel like. Yet, her opening moistened in readiness, willing to accept his stiff member inside.

The Duke let his trousers drop to the floor, leaving him in only his underwear. He reached down and took off Leah's shoes one at a time before peeling off her socks. She wriggled her toes and giggled when he leaned down and kissed them.

But she bit her bottom lip when he removed his underwear and unsheathed his thick member. She became embarrassed and thought about looking away as she blushed, but she could not look away from him in all his glory. He stood to attention, and she wanted to sit up on the bed and take it in both hands. She needed to feel it.

"Please," she begged, unable to move from the bed, caught under his gaze. "Please don't tease me. I can't wait any longer."

The Duke jumped onto the bed, bouncing her.

"Ah!" Leah shrieked as he jumped onto her before bursting into giggles.

He was close to her again, and she felt the warmth radiate from his body. He moved down a little to kiss her, gently this time and the heat intensified. He had an earthy aroma with a mix of sandalwood and lemongrass. She found herself licking his neck as he kissed her breast, and she almost exploded when he moaned.

I can make him feel what I feel!

The lick hastened the Duke's movements, and he roved her body like a wild animal rushing through the woods. Her back arched as he kissed her navel, then she jerked to the side when he tickled her side, and she gasped when he nibbled on the inside of her thigh.

"Yes," Leah moaned.

She did not think there was more, but the Duke doubled the intensity as he moved faster, truly worshipping her form and tasting every part of her. Her nipples were nibbled, her neck kissed, her hips gnawed, her legs licked, and she had the realization that her arm had flopped to the bed. She wanted to touch him and make him feel pleasure, but she was lost in time and space.

"Please, I can't wait any longer," Leah said. "Please, I need you."

The Duke's lips were suddenly at her ear. "Tell me again."

"Please," Leah hissed. "Please don't wait any longer. I love you, and I need you inside me now."

"Your wish is my command," the Duke told her. "You shall have everything you want."

The world suddenly stood still. Nothing moved save for the Duke atop her. She looked up into his grey eyes—eyes like a settling storm—and she tethered herself to him so she would not be tossed around and blown away by the storm. Her breathing did not still, but it became more regular as she readied herself for what was to come.

Solomon placed one hand to the side of her head and the other reached down. He held her gaze, her anchor in streamy waters. Leah gazed into his eyes and?—

Her eyes clamped shut as his stiff shaft slid inside. Slow at first, and then a lot of quick moves to impale her. It did not hurt; there was no discomfort, and it felt right. They were two people but had become one in the Duke's bed.

Leah told herself to open her eyes, but she could not. She was fully lost to time and space now but not to pleasure. Her hands reached out to her sides, and she grabbed all the blankets and sheets she could. She held them tight for fear the bed might suck her down or she would slip out from under the Duke and be pulled away.

He moved his hips, taking himself almost fully out, and then slid back in. It was the most wonderful thing she had ever felt. She widened her legs, opening herself fully for her husband.

He rocked back and forth, entering and filling her. Leah managed to let go of the blankets and wrapped her arms around his strong back. She pulled herself up, feeling like she was climbing a mountain to get to him. She kissed his neck and reached his ear with her lips.

"I love you," she managed before she flopped back to the bed. She realized the last of the tension in her body and began to breathe heavily, a small laugh escaping her lips followed by a moan.

She was his to bend to his will, and she knew whatever she submitted herself to would only bring pleasure and joy.

Leah held on for as long as she could before the pleasure ripped through her, and she felt what she had never felt before—something unexplainable where stars danced in her vision, and the possibilities became endless. Her body racked and writhed as he plowed her with his manhood, and she exploded in pure bliss before her body turned to jelly, and she flopped to the bed.

"I need you to do that to me again," Leah begged.