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fast and then so slowly over the bud, sending her body racing into bliss.
    Her body trembled, satisfaction rippling through every pore. She purred and stretched under him, and then assaulted him with little kisses on his neck, jaw, and lips.
    “That was wonderful.”
    Chuckling, he rolled over so that she lay spread across his body. He palmed her derriere, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. The intensity of her release finally hit her, and she snuggled into him, resting her face on his chest.
    For a few minutes, they lay in contented silence, and Dina relaxed into the quiet, letting everything go.
    When she moved, she became aware of a very firm bulge against her thigh and realized that while she’d found rapture, Chevalier was still hard, his desire unsated Curious, she let her hand drift over to his cock and pressed down.
    The fabric impeded her, but she heard his intake of breath and decided to proceed. Releasing the top buttons of his pantaloons, she released the flap and uncovered him.
    In her hands, he was hot and stiff, yet softer than she’d expected. She cupped him and slid her hand down to finger the sac. Again, there was a dichotomy of hard yet soft as she massaged his bollocks. When his cock surged under her fingers, she smiled.
    “Be careful, my sweet. If you do not want the lion to roar, you should not tease it.” He plucked her hand away, bringing it to his lips, and kissed it. “I will come all over your fingers if you continue to play with me like that.”
    “But—”
    “Sshh.” Pulling her close, he whispered. “I think you will like it far more if I come inside you.”
     
    ***
     
    She’d surprised him when she’d taken his cock in hand. He’d expected her to be far too timid for it as this was their first time together. What might she be like two months from now, when she had the experience to know just how to make him come?
    Dina would make a very good student. She wasn’t one of those beautiful women a man chased after, imagining all the ways he’d swive her, then got into his bed only to find she was frigid, non-responsive, or worse, overzealous to the point that he lost interest half-way through the business.
    Fucking Dina Merriweather would be more exciting than dreaming about fucking her, and in his jaded experience, that was a rare thing.
    “May I undress you?” she whispered.
    “Of course,” he said, though he could easily take her with his pantaloons on.
    But he wanted to watch her, to learn what she liked, and what man didn’t enjoy seeing a woman’s mouth inches away from his cock? As much as the idea of letting her suck him off appealed to him, he wasn’t sure she was ready for it. And tonight was about what she wanted, what she needed. His desires could wait.
    Delicate fingers trembled as they worked the buttons free, and he hissed when her arm brushed his cock in the process. She pulled his pantaloons down, and a tendril of hair swept back and forth over his shaft. He shivered and a drop of moisture beaded over the head.
    “Lie down,” he commanded, unable to endure the inadvertent tease of her body caressing his.
    Dina obeyed, climbing back onto the bed and spreading her legs for him. At the sight of her wet pussy, he couldn’t help but stroke his cock. He was hard and ready to spend himself inside of her.
    After yanking off his boots and tossing his pantaloons, he padded over to a small black and gold Chinoiserie cabinet. Picking out a French letter, he tore off the seal and slipped it over his erection.
    “W-what is that?” Dina asked.
    “Neither of us wants a babe,” he said, giving her a pointed look. “This will take care of that.”
    Her blue eyes were the size of robin’s eggs. Before his startled little deer could run away, Francis knelt onto the mattress and cupped her face. After planting soft kisses on her ears, her nose, and her lips, he whispered, “You wanted a man of experience, who would take good care of you. I promise to do exactly