Seating her across from him, Cole knew again that it wasn’t done, but he didn’t care. He wanted to see her face, not just her profile. So, here they sat.
The footmen brought the first course in, and Cole waited until Eden had started eating before eating himself. It was a delicious soup made from scallops and cream.
It was his favorite, and he loved when his cook made it. So, he wanted Eden to try it. From the way she ate it, Cole knew she enjoyed it.
The courses kept coming, and they ate and talked and laughed. All through the course of their dinner, Cole found out things about Eden he didn’t know about previously, and he loved learning about the little things she loved.
Cole smiled and laughed more tonight than he had in a long time.
He loved it. When they were finished eating, Cole led Eden to the library and sat with her on a settee in front of the fire.
He wanted to just have some quiet with her, to let them continue their conversation in a comfortable spot.
She curled into his side with a sigh, and Cole loved the feeling of her in his arms.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, and then her cheek. She looked up at him, and he kissed her beautiful mouth.
Taking her lips in a deep kiss, Cole cradled her head in his hands, and touched his tongue to hers. He simply wanted a taste of her, not to do more than that, but she was addicting, and he needed more.
Their tongues dueled, and Cole groaned. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her.
She tunneled her fingers in his hair and pulled him into her tighter. Cole broke away from her mouth, and they were both gasping.
He kissed his way down her throat, and she threw her head back to let him taste her.
He licked his way down her throat, and then down to the cleavage she had showing in her evening gown.
Dipping his tongue between the plump mounds of her breasts, Cole savored her taste, her smell, the sounds she made in her passion. And she wasn’t afraid of her voice when he kissed her. When he suckled on her.
Her dress was tied in the back again, and his fingers unerringly found it, pulling the tie until it gave, and it unraveled in his hand.
Her bodice sagged, and she let out a breath, a gasp, a plea. Something he couldn’t name but wanted to hear again.
He nuzzled the top of her dress down out of the way, and kissed one of her tight, hard nipples through her chemise.
He suckled on her, the fabric a barrier between him, and the prize he sought, and she pulled hard on his hair, calling out his name into the room.
Switching to the next breast, he felt her hips moving, felt her start to grind her body against his, much like they had done in the carriage.
He couldn’t stand it any longer, so he laid her back on the settee and dropped to his knees in front of her.
Her legs were spread, he loved seeing her this way, and her dress was up around her thighs.
Cole looked up at her, and she was watching him, her breasts heaving, the fabric around her nipples wet from his mouth, making the fabric transparent.
He loved seeing her so undone. “What are you doing Cole?”
Cole gave her a small smirk. “I want to taste you. All over. I won’t stop until I can. You will let me?”
She let out a small gasp and her eyebrows raised. “Taste me? Where?”
Cole pushed her dress to her waist, exposing her undergarments, and the slit in between her thighs. Giving her a pointed look. She gasped again, and tried to shut her thighs, but his broad shoulders prevented that from happening.
“Cole! You cannot mean to taste me there? It isn’t done, surely?”
Cole nodded, “It is done. I have heard many stories of men doing this to women, and I have never thought it would be something I would want to try, but with you, I find it is something that I not only want to try, but to savor. And it’s something I desperately want to do.”
Eden was staring at him with wide eyes. He could tell she was thinking it through, and she gave a tiny nod. Cole grinned, looking like a predator finding his prey.
He grabbed the tight fabric of her undergarments and tore them from her body. Ripping them in half completely.
She let out a shocked, “Cole!” and then he was on her. Staring down at her most intimate place, with wonder and awe. He could see her glistening desire between her folds, and his mouth watered.
He looked up, and Eden had her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed. Looking back down, he inhaled, and his eyes closed, wanting to remember every single moment of this.
She smelled sweet and musky. He leaned forward, and licked her slit, and dipped his tongue inside her body.
She shuddered, her body arching and reached down and grabbed onto his hair again. As soon as her flavor hit his tongue, Cole growled like he was a wild animal.
It was sweet, tangy, a little salty and all his to taste, to savor. He fell on her like a man possessed, licking and sucking every part of her folds.
From her plump and swollen outer lips, to the small nub at the top, he left no part untouched.
He dipped his tongue in her tight sheath again and again, wanting to catch the flavor of her that slipped out in a steady stream.
He knew he needed to touch the small nub at the top of her slit, knowing when he did each time, she shuddered hard and pulled on his hair, wanting him to stay there, but Cole wasn’t done. He hated leaving the paradise of that tiny hole. How she grew more wet with each pass of his tongue, and he loved every second of it.
She was shuddering, moaning and completely incoherent in the words that fell from her lips.
Cole finally turned his attention to the nub, sucking on it lightly, and she let out a squeak and a moan. Her hips started rising and falling, and Cole held her hips still, bringing her further up to his mouth.
He licked and sucked at that nub, flicking it with his tongue, and Eden threw her head back, thrashing it back and forth.
Her hands gripped his hair tighter, and he let her. The small amount of pain she was producing when he sucked her tiny nub into his mouth, worth it to him.
She was getting stiffer in his arms, and her moans were getting louder and louder the more he sucked on that nub.
He grazed his teeth softly against it, and her back bowed off the couch as she let out a scream. It was his name, or something else, but it was more than he had ever hoped for. Her body stiffened completely, and she let out a fresh gush of wetness onto his eager face.
He nuzzled the curls of her sex, licking her one last time before she pushed him away. He cupped his hand over her mound and pulled her body into his arms.
She was shaking, shuddering and Cole grinned, knowing he had done that to her.
His cock was as stiff as a rod in his pants, and when she had come, so had he. The rush of seeing her climaxing in his arms, on his mouth was too much. But, again, he loved every single moment of it, and wanted nothing more than to do that again.
But his shaft was still as hard as if he hadn’t come at all. It was sticky inside his pants, but he didn’t care.
When Eden finally raised her head, her hair was around her face, which was flushed still, her cheeks a brilliant pink, and she was breathing hard, trying to catch her breath. “That was wonderful. Perfect.”
Cole smiled, “I am glad my love.”
Eden turned his face to hers, “But I need more Cole. I ache. I feel hollow and empty and I just can't even put it into words, but I need you Cole. I need more from you. I don’t know what I need, but I ache deep inside.”
Cole swallowed hard, “Are you certain Eden? We have already pushed the boundaries of what is proper, and I will never, and I mean never let you go. Not now, not ever. But if we do this, you are mine. My wife in my eyes.”
Eden smiled at him, “I like the sound of that. I have waited for three years to hear those words. And I never dreamt they would be real. They were my secret fantasy that I held deep in my heart, but here you are. And you love me. Me! I want nothing more than to be
yours. Make love to me Cole.”
Cole shut his eyes, “I will. But I won’t do it here. Let’s fix your gown, and I am bringing you into my room, where you are sleeping from here on out.”
Eden nodded, “Good. I want that. To sleep in your arms.”
Cole threw his jacket over the top of her and picked her up in his arms. “Wait, Cole, what if someone sees us?”
Cole laughed, “My staff is very discreet. But I also told them after dinner, that no one is allowed to be around any parts of the house. They are all in the kitchen or in their rooms for the night. I gave them the night off. With those instructions. No one would disobey them.”
Eden put her head on his shoulder, “Very well then.”
Cole took the stairs two at a time, and Eden giggled in his arms as he rushed up them. When they made it to his bedchamber, Cole set her on her feet, kicking the door shut and locking it behind him.
He lit a bunch of candles, threw another log on the fire and made certain everything was perfect.
When he turned back to where she was standing, she was only in her corset and chemise.
Her drawers long forgotten downstairs. The chemise covered her silky wet, parts, but only just. He could still see where he had suckled her nipples over the fabric, and he loved the marks he left on her clothes.
He shed his waist coat, letting it drop to the floor, uncaring that it could be ruined, it wasn’t more important than her, or this. He pulled his shirt over his head, so he stood only in his knee-high Hessian boots and pants.
Eden let out a tiny gasp and walked to him. She touched his stomach, and it jolted at the soft touch. Never having had someone touch him this way. She ran her hands up his abdomen, and to his chest. His breathing picked up as her fingers trailed up his skin, and he held back the shiver that he felt as she did so.
She kissed his chest softly, that kiss going straight to his cock, and she looked up at him. “You are so beautiful Cole. Perfect.”
She saw the scar on his shoulder, the skin still an angry red line that marred him and she kissed it as well. “I hate that you have this mark, and that I wasn’t there for you when you got it or were recovering.”
Cole smiled, “I am not. It made me finally realize I would lose you if I didn’t pull my head out of my ass. And I am grateful beyond words that you weren’t there with me when I got this. It was horrific and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.”
Eden sighed, “Thank you for being so protective of me. I too am grateful it wasn’t worse and that you were able to come back to me.” She turned her back to him. “Will you help me with the corset?”
Cole untied her corset, pulling the laces free and tugged it off her. She took a deep breath, and Cole grabbed her flimsy chemise in two hands and ripped it off her body, leaving her bare before him.
Seeing her perfect body, in all her glory that had been bestowed on her almost brought Cole to his knees. He kicked his boots off, and picked her up again, swinging her light form into his arms, kissing her softly and walked her to the bed, where he placed her on the soft surface.
“I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I have imagined you here, naked and beneath me. Your perfect body gracing my sheets as I bring you to fulfillment. But it is more times than I can count. Nothing compares to your real beauty, and that you want to be here. Have agreed to be mine and wear my ring on your finger.”
Eden put her hand to his face. He loved her touch on him. He turned his face and kissed her palm. “I want you to know this secret I have. Because, I too have imagined being here. They are not proper thoughts for a woman of the ton, not thoughts a young woman of a certain upbringing should have, but they won’t stop. I have wanted this for a long time too Cole.”
Cole closed his eyes and savored the feeling. He couldn’t wait a minute longer, and he unbuttoned the front falls of his pants, and he pushed them off his body.
Eden let out a shocked gasp, and Cole looked down. Not seeing why she was so distressed, “Are you all right? What’s wrong?”
He asked, and she shook her head. “I am just a little worried.”
Cole’s eyebrows drew down in confusion, still not understanding her worry. “Why?”
She pointed at his hard cock, “Well, you are a large man, have always stood over many others, and it seems as though you are too proportionate. You, well, I worry that you won’t fit. Not with how large you are, and how I am not.”
Cole laughed, “I will fit my love. You and I were two halves of a whole. And now we are finally here, being put back together. Trust me?”
Eden nodded, and looked back up at him, her heart in her eyes, “Always.”
Cole climbed on the bed with her and looked down at the love of his life. Her glorious white blonde hair spread over his pillows and sheets, her naked curves on display before him, making him groan softly.
He couldn’t decide what to touch first, finally deciding to run his hands up her waist, to her full breasts and gave her a kiss as he squeezed the soft mounds of flesh. Her taut nipples dug into his palms, and he loved the feeling of her everywhere.
He kissed her and readied himself for taking her and making her his.
Eden stared up at Cole. His large body completely blanketing hers, his hips in between her parted legs. She shivered, loving the feel of his skin against hers.
Knowing what they were about to do, and had already done, Eden was happy. Full of bliss.
His body was complete and utter perfection in her eyes, every single inch of him. And then some.
She was grateful beyond words that she was here with him, and that he was hers, and only hers. That all the rumors she had heard about him over the years were just that, rumors.
She was wiggling, trying to get some friction on her breasts, for him to finally give in and fill the empty void that seemed to not get better, but worse. She also grew slicker between her thighs with each passing moment, anticipating when his cock would enter her for the first time.
Cole wrapped one large hand around both of hers and lifted them over her head. She was shocked that she liked his show of dominance over her, and that it felt like magic. She was completely at his mercy, at his every whim and desire, and Eden reveled in it.
He kissed her hard, pulling her body in tighter to his as he kissed the breath out of her, and she felt the tip of his large cock at her entrance.
He pushed his cock inside her tight, wetness ever so slowly, and Eden felt it burn, and pinch slightly, but not enough to have him stop, just enough that she would feel him for days after. She also knew deep down, that he was the only man who would ever take her this way.
He pulled back from their kiss, “I am sorry if I hurt you, my love.” Surging forward, to break through her innocence in one hard thrust, and she let out a shocked gasp.
The pain was nothing, a tiny sting that was up against a tidal wave of passion, and she felt so full of him, it made her suck in the breath. Cole was watching her face, “Did I hurt you?”
Eden shook her head, “No, but I feel so full of you. It feels so good.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and Cole let out a soft groan, putting his forehead on hers as he pulled out, and thrust back in, making her moan.
He slowly started to move, lifting his hips over and over, he buried himself in her wet sheath, thrusting in and out, lazily almost.
Exploring the way it felt to move inside her, trying to figure out a rhythm that pleased both of them. She let out small moans when he did this, loving the feel of him deep inside her and opened her eyes, watching his face.
He was looking down, watching as their bodies came together. She looked down as well, and the sight that greeted her made her let out a soft breath.
His cock was glistening with wetness, and it was long and thick. She was still a little shocked he fit inside her, with no discomfort, but he did.
Perfectly. Feeling him move, made her want to grab on to him. But he still held her hands over her head. “Faster, Cole. I need
something. You must go faster. I need I don’t know, another release, I think. I can feel it just out of reach.”
She whimpered at him, and his eyes snapped to hers. He nodded his acquiescence and let her hands go. He leaned back until he was on his knees, pulling her hips toward him, staying connected to her, and the angle was new and hitting her in places that made her see stars.
He had both hands on her hips as he got deep inside her, his fingers digging into the flesh there. The slight pain felt so good, and Eden had to shut her eyes against the sensations that were streaking through her.
She was moaning, crying out his name as he buried his length inside her over, and over. Faster and faster, his breathing picking up.
She felt the release barreling to the forefront, and she wanted to grab onto it with both hands. He hit a spot inside her that made the climax that had been just out of reach hit her hard, and her back bowed off the bed and she screamed out his name as her body splintered apart.
He called out her name, and she felt him throb inside her, heat filling her as he filled her with his seed. His fingers were no doubt leaving bruises with how hard he was holding her. She was past caring though. Wanted him to leave his mark on her body.
Cole let out a harsh groan and collapsed on top of her. His huge body covering hers completely. He was breathing hard, and covered in sweat, as was she.
She brought her arms up and hugged him to her tightly wanting to stay connected to him in every way they could. He was still inside her. Still just as hard and full as he had been when they started.
He drew in a shuddering breath and lifted his body weight off her by propping himself up on his elbows. She looked up into his eyes and smiled.
She was still out of breath, but she didn’t care. He smiled back and kissed her softly. “I love you Eden.”
“I love you too Cole.”
He brushed the hair off her forehead softly and kissed her again. “That was wonderful, phenomenal. I had no idea it would be like that. It was beyond my imaginings.”
Eden smiled again, “I know. I didn’t know it could be like that either.”
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