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She yelped at the intrusion.

“Are you alright?” His voice was full of concern, his body still above hers.

She opened her eyes and shook her head. “Yes. I’m fine, please, just, um… move?”

Jenny cringed at her naïveté. She had no idea if his moving would help ease the burn or make it worse. But her instinct told her to move, and David told her to trust her instincts.

David clucked his tongue. “Ever the bossy one.”

She looked up to find his lips curling into a teasing smirk. And that’s when the dam inside her broke.

She knew, without a doubt, she was in love with him. Funny it happened when he called her bossy, but it was so perfectly them. Even when she was at her most vulnerable, he was able to evoke her strength and help her see her worth.

She was bossy, she knew what she wanted, and David was the first person who truly made her feel like that was something to be proud of. That alone was enough to make her love him.

“I know what I want, and I want you, David.”

He leaned down and kissed her. “Then it’s me you shall have.”

His hips began to move, slowly at first, allowing her to become accustomed to his girth.

She raised her hips, meeting his thrust with one of her own.

His smile grew. “My, my, my, kitten, you are a fast learner.”

She preened under his compliment. “Move faster, David.”

The sensation she chased earlier was building again, and she now understood why Thomas and Frances were never around those first months of their marriage. If she could feel this every day, she’d never leave her bedroom either.

“As you wish, kitten.”

David began to move faster. Jenny wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer with a squeeze of her legs.

Her moans mixed with his groans, making the most beautiful symphony she had ever heard. She raked her nails down his back.

“That’s it, kitten. Mark me.”

His scandalous words emboldened her. She locked her legs around him, lifted herself, and began to nibble on his neck as his thrusts quickened. His moans of ecstasy fueled the fire growing inside of her, and she bit hard.

David growled in her ear in response.

She leaned back, worrying her lip with her teeth. “Too much?”

He captured her mouth, his tongue matching the frenzied pace of his hips. “Nothing is too much when it comes to you, kitten.”

Heavy emotions swirled inside her, getting caught up in the building storm within her.

“David,” she pleaded. “Please, I need to… I need… David. David.”

Once again, his name was her lifeline to navigate the pressure her emotions and feelings were putting her through.

“Look at me, kitten.”

His eyes were dark pools of green, holding her captive. She couldn’t look away even if she tried.

“Go after what you want.”

His words were a lightning bolt straight to her core, and her heart. She squeezed her legs together, and her fingernails dug into his back as she arched.