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and she lost all thought. Pleasure blazed through her. She shifted in his lap, straddling that intriguing bulge in his breeches. His hands cupped her bottom, pressing her to him as he groaned. He cursed softly and stood, carrying her toward the bed.  
     She slid down the length of him to stand on unsteady legs. He ran his gaze over her face, his expression blatantly carnal. She’d caught men in the pub looking at her like that before, but the desire in Geoffrey’s eyes didn’t disgust her like those unwanted gazes. No. Her breath quickened at the look in his eyes. He gently tugged at and removed her nightgown and she shyly stood there as his gaze roamed from her toes to her breasts. Her skin flushed and her nipples tightened.
    He finally settled on her face. “You are so beautiful,” he said huskily.
    He scooped her up and laid her on the bed. She watched him, liking the way the moonlight made his skin glisten. He quickly removed his breeches and joined her, his body nearly crushing hers.
    She gasped as his hair-roughened chest pressed against her breasts. He nibbled on her lips, his tongue thrusting in and out of her mouth. His mouth left hers to claim her breast again as her fingers tunneled through his hair, holding him tight. His hand slid down to the curls that shielded her womanhood. She opened her legs to him, instinctively needing his touch. He caressed the folds of her, finding a sensitive spot she hadn’t known she had.
    “Oh, my!” She gasped.
    Geoffrey knelt between her legs and she felt the tip of his arousal near the heat of her. He began to enter her, then froze.
    She squeezed her eyes shut, moving against him to ease the burning he’d started. “Geoffrey, please ….”
    With one smooth thrust, he entered her fully. She cried out, her eyes snapping open. The pain!
    “Easy, love.” He captured her lips in a deep kiss. “I can’t keep still. God, you’re so ….” He moved inside of her and the pain was eclipsed by the shaft of pleasure the movement caused. “Hold on to me, Becca,” he ground out.
    She clutched at him, scoring his back with her nails. He moved again, slowly at first. Soon, he was driving into her, harder and deeper. She tightened around him and her heart began to pound.
    “Geoffrey?”
    “It’s all right,” he said hoarsely. “I’ve got you.”
    His words freed her. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she cried out his name. He moved a few more times, then shuddered, holding tight as she felt his release deep inside of her.
    They lay there for a long time, his body on top of hers. Finally, he leaned up on his elbows and dropped a kiss on her brow.
    She found her voice. “That was ….”
    “Incredible?” he finished for her, an arrogant grin on his face.
    “Yes. No wonder Emmy is always doing this.”
    He laughed softly. “It isn’t always this way.”
    She blinked at him. “It would be with you.”
    His eyes flashed his satisfaction at that. He rolled off her onto his back, and she cuddled next to him.
    She thought of something then, something he’d said earlier. “I’ve never been with a man before.”
    “I know that now, love,” he answered, a smile in his voice.
    “How?”
    He opened his mouth, then brushed her hair away from her face as he looked down at her. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”
    She glanced up at him. “The pain wasn’t so terrible. I suppose I could grow accustomed to it.”
    He laughed again, the sound coming from deep in his chest.
    “What do you find so funny?” she asked.
    “It only hurts the first time, Becca.”
    Pity she wouldn’t ever be with a man again. That thought caused her throat to tighten. It was better this way. He would leave and she would go back to her life at the inn. But what about her father?
    “What am I going to do?” she wondered aloud.
    “I’ll speak to your father if you wish.”
    “No, I couldn’t ask you to.”
    “You didn’t. Let me speak to him.”
    She chewed on her thumb. “All right. Will