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“That was something,” she panted.

David opened one eye and looked down at her. “Something? Just something?”

She snuggled in closer. “Forgive me, husband. The part of my brain responsible for formulating words is currently not functioning.”

David grinned smugly. “That’s more like it.”

His chest continued to rise and fall as he tried to catch his breath. Jenny traced her fingers over his chest, marveling at the feel of his chest hair beneath her fingertips.

He squirmed under her touch with a little laugh. “Stop, you’re tickling me.”

Jenny sat up and gasped. “Are you telling me that the dastardly Duke of Marlow is ticklish?” she asked jokingly.

David opened his eyes and stared up at her, quickly realizing his mistake. “What? No. Nothing of the sort.”

Jenny’s face lit up. “You did. You’re ticklish!”

She pounced on him, tickling his sides and stomach, trying to find the place that caught him off guard in the first place. She straddled his hips and continued poking him. David tried to capture her quick hands, but she moved too deftly for him to catch her.

He rolled her off him, only for her to wiggle out from underneath him.

“I thought I already proved to you how strong I am.” She climbed back on top of him, their laughter echoing off the walls of the bedroom.

David’s eyes darkened. “I was only allowing you to move me.”

She raised an eyebrow at him and then looked around the room. “I’m sorry, who’s on top?”

Before she could finish pronouncing the ‘p’ in “top,” David grabbed her hands and flipped her, pinning her underneath him with her hands held above her head.

“Ohhh,” she breathed.

“Oh,” he echoed.

Jenny tried to wiggle free, but she found herself unable to move at all. “Oh.”

“You keep saying that. Cat got your tongue?” His smirk would be frustrating if she wasn’t so turned on by it.

She narrowed her eyes at him. “You’ve won this round, Your Grace.”

He bent down to take her mouth. “That’s where you’re mistaken, kitten.” He ground his hips against her center, where she could feel his length harden again. “We’ve both won.”

The End?