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Chloe didn’t have a chance to answer that mental query because she felt something pressing against her core. It wasn’t hard. It was his finger. Gasping, she reached for his wrist, about to pull his hand away. He stopped, but his finger moved inside of her.
“That…,” she paused, letting the sensation continue for a long moment. “That doesn’t hurt,” she whispered, closing her eyes as she allowed him to touch her like that. It actually felt really good!
“And this?” he asked, pressing his finger deeper.
Arching her back, she took his finger deeper, her hand guiding his as she gripped his wrist. “Yes!” she sighed.
His thumb rubbed against her, teasing that nub and the sensation was almost electrifying. She had no idea how much time had passed since she’d experienced that magical bliss, but her body seemed to hum as soon as he touched her there. Her fingers loosened, but didn’t release him. In fact, she pressed his fingers, showing him what she liked.
“That’s beautiful,” he groaned.
Chloe had no idea what he thought was beautiful, but she was so desperate to feel those glorious sensations again, she kept up that movement. But a moment later, he pulled his finger away, replacing that with…something significantly larger. Inhaling sharply, Chloe gasped, bracing herself once more. But as he pressed his shaft into her heat, it didn’t hurt. In fact, it actually felt pretty…good!
No, this wasn’t good. This was better than good.
“Are you okay?’ he asked.
Marco shifted and Chloe’s eyes burst open. This…this was different! “I don’t…?”
“Tell me to stop if I hurt you,” he urged. Bracing himself on his elbows, he started moving. He was slow at first, but increased the speed of his thrusts when she lifted her legs, cradling him more perfectly against her body. Chloe gripped his shoulders, trying to move with him, needing to feel that…yes! Just like that. She shifted against him again. Then again. After several moments, she was more than frantic, pressing her body against his in a desperate need to find some sort of release. The same release her body had experienced earlier. She wanted that, needed it!
“Faster!” she urged, lifting her hips to meet every thrust of his body. And then…then it happened! She saw stars! It was glorious and amazing! Chloe might have screamed out his name, but she wasn’t sure, not about anything as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. She was aware of Marco coming to his own release and tried to make it better for him, but she wasn’t sure how to do that. It was just…shocking! She loved it! She loved him!
And when it was all over, Marco pulled her into his arms, holding her against him as she trembled in the aftermath of the most beautiful experience of her life.
Chapter 9
Chloe smiled as she walked into her parents’ house the following morning. Last night had been…incredible! The most amazing night of her life! Everything, the wedding, the party and…and especially being in Marco’s arms. He’d touched her and she’d…!
“Where have you been?”
Chloe’s happiness popped like a balloon with her mother’s harsh words. “I was with Marco,” she explained, refusing to jerk in reaction.
Her mother’s features shriveled into horror. “You spent the night with him?”
Chloe laughed as she walked up the ornate staircase. “Yes. I spent the night with my…,” she stopped herself from saying “husband”. Jocelyn would be livid if she found out that Chloe and Marco were already married. “…my fiancé. It happens these days.”
Jocelyn’s mouth tightened and she glared up at Chloe. “Well hurry up and bathe! You have your final fitting in an hour!”
Chloe heard her mother’s shoes clicking on the hardwood floors but ignored the harsh tone. She’d already showered at Marco’s place and…well, they’d done a whole lot more than just shower in that big, steamy bathroom! Even thinking about the things Marco had done to her caused her cheeks to heat up! The man had been voracious last night. Good grief, Chloe had been voracious! She almost laughed out loud, thinking of the other times she’d had sex. There should be a different word used when the sex was pathetically boring. She knew that now that she’d experienced the explosive touch of Marco! The experience she’d shared with Marco wasn’t even in the same solar system as the interludes she’d endured with previous boyfriends.
Chloe changed clothes and wandered downstairs to grab a cup of coffee. She needed a second dose of caffeine after last night’s nearly sleepless evening.
The doorbell rang as soon as she stepped off of the staircase. Chloe looked around for the housekeeper, but since she was standing right here, it made sense to just answer the door. Yes, it would horrify her mother. But Chloe didn’t care anymore.
She swung the heavy oak door open and smiled at the messenger standing on the doorstep. “Can I help you?”
“I have a delivery for Chloe Forsythe?” he explained.
Chloe smiled. “That’s me.”
“Sign here, please,” the man replied, handing her an electronic signature pad. Chloe signed her name, then the man gave her the long envelope. “Thank you,” Chloe replied, then closed the door.
She flipped the envelope around and noticed that it had come from a law office? The name on the header read “A. Berttucio, Esquire”. She’d never heard of that law firm. They weren’t based out of Charleston, that was for sure. For some reason, Angela’s gorgeous features popped into her mind. Was this from Angela? Was Angela a lawyer?
“What’s that?” Jocelyn demanded.
“It’s just a delivery for me,” Chloe explained.
