Sarah's Duke: and Ellie's Gentleman (The heir and the spare, book 1) by Georgiana Louis Page B

Oliver had never exerted himself for their pleasure. It had been fun to learn about their bodies and although some of them had climaxed occasionally, he rarely made it his goal. Now, it was all he wanted. Oliver watched Sarah’s body tighten and her legs started to quiver beneath his palms. So, at the same time as he lapped at the hidden button at the top of her folds, he thrust a finger slowly inside her wet entrance. She gasped and writhed but made no attempt to stop him as he thrust a second finger in alongside it and began moving his fingers in the rhythm his body longed to mimic.
    Sarah began thrashing her head from side to side then her body jerked, a hoarse moan sounding as she began to orgasm. Oliver groaned when his fingers were covered in a thicker wetness and her sheath contracted around him over and over again. Amazing.
    Her body went limp and he removed his fingers, kissing the red, wet flesh with wonder.
    “Don’t fall asleep on me yet, wife,” Oliver teased, his voice strained. His balls ached, begging for release.
    Sarah opened her eyes and groggily went to sit up, but he pushed her gently down again.
    “But I want to touch you too Oliver.”
    “Next time,” Oliver captured her lips in a kiss before she could start to worry about what he would be doing next.
    He lay down between her thighs and on her, skin to skin, groin to groin. They both groaned in unison. Oliver panted, enjoying the feeling for one moment before levering himself up onto his arms and reaching down to position himself between her thighs.
    “Don’t leave me,” Sarah cried, pulling at his shoulders to maintain the full body contact.
    Oliver clenched his teeth against the urge to impale her in one thrust. Why did she have to be so desirable?
    “Your mother did tell you there would be some pain the first time?” he asked through clenched teeth. He needed to hold on for another couple of moments.
    “Yes,” Sarah whispered, looking down between their bodies to where his prick lay against the opening to her body.
    “Oliver you’re very big, are you sure you’ll be able to fit? I know you have done this before, but I’m not so sure...”
    Oliver tried to smile but didn’t quite manage it.
    “We’ll go slowly, trust me,” he reassured her, pushing in the first inch and pausing as her body gave easily to the resistance and admitted him.
    He relaxed against her and held onto his control with his fingernails. She was so wet and tight he almost shot his seed before he had even taken her virginity. He pulled completely out of her again, and when she arched her back he gave her another inch. His cock was screaming at him to take her, but his head begged him to take it slow. This time he paused and looked down at her. She was staring at him in something akin to awe, but he knew the hard part was yet to come.
    When Oliver came up against the barrier of her innocence he thanked God she had been telling the truth about Millington. There was something so satisfying in knowing he was the only man to share this with her.
    “Thank you for marrying me,” he murmured, sharing the thought he had been chanting inside his head all day.
    Sarah, caught off guard, smiled up at him and relaxed her tight grip around him.
    Oliver took the opportunity and plunged deep, groaning loudly as tight heat engulfed his entire shaft. Breathing deeply to hold back his release, he kissed her softly, waiting for the tension to dissolve from her muscles.
    “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “But it will never hurt like that again.”
    Sarah lifted her legs and wound them around his waist.
    “That’s better,” she smiled up at him and as her pelvis tilted and pulled him in deeper, he moaned in appreciation.
    Oliver was shocked by the natural wantonness of his wife and thanked whatever God had sent her his way. He had never thought a lady could respond like this.
    Without conscious thought he began to move. The pressure built in his head and his balls tightened. He