nature.” He toyed with a nipple while his questing finger stroked, finally circling and massaging that part of her that felt so very good when she—
Pleasure ambushed her and Benna cried out loudly enough to startle herself, babbling incoherently as her knees buckled.
Geoffrey gave a triumphant laugh and caught her, scooping her up just as he had the first night they’d met.
“Such a wonderfully responsive body,” he praised, carrying her to her cot, where he laid her down.
Groggy with pleasure, Benna turned her head to watch through slitted eyes as he shrugged off his banyan, his erection ruddy, slick, and arched against his belly.
He saw her looking and smiled as he climbed onto the small bed, kneeling between her thighs and nudging apart her knees. “You’ve never had a man inside you before, have you?”
Benna shook her head.
Something primitive and hungry flickered over his handsome features and she knew that he was pleased.
“Mmmm, how delightful. Don’t be afraid, my virginal darling, it will only hurt a little this first time,” he whispered against her temple, covering her torso with his while pushing a finger against the entrance to her body and sliding deep inside her.
Benna clenched at the sudden invasion.
“Christ, you’re so fucking tight. I can’t wait to get inside you. But first, let’s get you ready, hmmm? Just relax for me.” His thumb circled the exquisitely sensitive spot while he worked her with first one and then two fingers, scissoring and stretching her while he drove her toward the precipice. All the while he murmured words of encouragement, his own breathing roughening.
For the second time that night waves of intense pleasure rippled from her sex, flooding every part of her body.
Benna was so dazed with bliss that she was only vaguely aware that he’d removed his fingers and that something far larger pressed against her swollen flesh.
“Be good and stay relaxed for me,” he ordered in a strained voice. “Let your legs fall open wider—yes, just so.” Without warning he plunged into her, not stopping until they were pelvis to pelvis.
She yelped at the sudden, sharp pain.
He shuddered, holding her still and full. “Good God you feel like heaven.”
The eye-watering agony of penetration quickly gave way to an unpleasant sensation of fullness and Benna squirmed as her body clenched, as if to expel him.
Geoff hissed in a breath. “Lord, don’t do that, you’ll bring me off too bloody quickly.” He easily held her pinned while she writhed beneath him. “Shh, now stop that. It’ll be fine in a moment. Just hold still like a good girl.”
Benna bit her lip hard enough to bleed and obeyed, more than a little amazed when his words turned out to be truthful.
She began to relax as the discomfort dissipated.
“There’s my good girl,” he whispered in a shaky voice, almost sounding in pain, himself. “You’re so bloody tight it’s enough to break me in half.” He gave a breathless laugh. “Christ, I’ll never last—I’ll shame myself.”
He withdrew until only his tip breeched her.
Benna had just let out a shaky sigh of relief when he plunged in again, harder this time.
She gave a muffled whimper of surprise.
“Hush now, I know it doesn’t hurt,” he muttered, withdrawing more quickly than before.
Benna grit her teeth to keep from making any more noises; he was right: it didn’t hurt like it had the first time he’d entered her, but it was still far from comfortable.
Somewhere around the tenth stroke Geoffrey changed, becoming somebody else—a wild, primitive man—cursing and grunting and ramming deeply over and over and over again, shaking the bed so violently with his thrusts that Benna feared it would shatter to pieces.
She squeezed her eyes shut and willed her body to relax and accept what was happened.
After a long moment, she felt something begin to build inside her—something … delicious. Benna tilted her hips to chase the feeling, the action bringing him slightly deeper.
“Oh, Christ yes—just like that,” he praised, his hips picking up speed.
The sensation was similar to that from earlier, but more elusive … more—
Benna wrapped her legs around his hips, flexing a muscle inside herself in the process.
He cried out hoarsely, “Fuck!” His thrusts becoming jerky and uncontrolled. “Yes!” he shouted, and then he buried himself ballocks-deep and froze, his hard length jerking inside her passage as he spent, flooding her with warmth.
“Bloody hell,” he mumbled, collapsing on top of her and crushing her with his weight.
She tasted salt on her lip and quickly wiped her cheeks dry, not wanting him to see