‘I want to make sure that you’re properly ready for me, sweetheart.’
Lifting his head, Seth momentarily studied her. His blue eyes blazed with a new kind of intensity now and it made Imogen shiver.
‘If you’re not, then it’s going to hurt.’
‘I trust you, Seth,’ she replied softly.
‘That’s good, baby.’ He smiled.
His kisses moved further down her body. Each one seared her flesh as though it were a sensuous flame, setting her alight. Of its own volition her body started to tremble. She felt his hands urge her thighs apart, and suddenly her whole world imploded as Seth touched his lips to her most intimate place. She had never known a heat like it.
As he started to kiss her the sensual pleasure inside her built and built, and Imogen writhed and moaned, her hands possessively gripping his hair. When her climax came, it came fast and strong. It was like an urgent, unstoppable tidal wave that drowned her in the most deliciously compulsive heat known to man. So incredible was the sensation, she knew she would never forget it. Tears of emotion welled in her eyes and wouldn’t be contained.
Lifting his head to gaze concernedly down at her, Seth asked, ‘Are you okay?’
Her voice catching, she said, ‘I’m not crying because I’m upset.’ Reaching up to touch his face tenderly, she stared at him in wonder. ‘I’m crying because what you did was so good. I never knew that intimacy could be like this.’
‘Then, are you ready to take things further? Because I’m in serious trouble if you’re not.’
‘Yes, I am. I promise you I want this as much as you do, Seth.’
‘Then, stop talking and kiss me.’
Even though it sounded like a command, Imogen had no intention of resisting. She already knew that her husband’s kisses were powerfully addictive and, more than that, she wanted to return some of the pleasure he had given her.
It was a sheer delight to run her hands over his magnificent body and learn which areas were particularly sensitive. In response, he murmured his encouragement, letting her know how every touch and kiss she gave him heightened his enjoyment even more.
The moment came when his passionate admonitions stopped and once again he pressed her slim thighs apart. This time the action had a sense of urgency about it, and she bit down on her lip as he began to insert his erect satin shaft inside her. At first she tensed. And at the very moment his sex delved more deeply and she felt the sting of her hymen being torn she cried out. But he hungrily claimed her lips and the brief discomfort left her.
Very soon they were moving as one. With no more barriers between them their lovemaking intensified, and Imogen gave herself completely to Seth. The second time she peaked the sensations were so powerful they felt as though they rocked her world forever. Her heart was full to bursting with joy. Her body had never felt more alive or more sated.
But her pleasure was so much more than just physical. It reached deep inside her bones and made her blood sing. It told her without a doubt that Seth was the love she’d always hoped for but feared she would never find. What she had felt for her ex was a schoolgirl crush in comparison.
‘That was wonderful...’ she breathed against his ear, planting a loving kiss at the side of his neck.
Looking up at him, she saw his extraordinary blue eyes boring into hers. Her hands gripped his shoulders and held on tight as he finally came undone with a deep, unforgettable groan.
‘I...’ He started to say something but stopped to get his breath back and laid his head on her chest instead.
She didn’t prompt him to finish what he’d been going to say. She was simply content just to hold him in her arms, to run her fingers through the silken strands of his hair and revel in the incredible event that had just happened.
But just as she thought he might be feeling the same Seth carefully extricated himself and lay down beside her. With his voice pitched intimately low he breathed, ‘Thank you. Thank you for the incredible gift you’ve just given me.’
The heartfelt declaration momentarily took Imogen aback. ‘I’m glad it was important to you, Seth...and I’m glad I waited all these years for the right man to give it to.’
Tracing her lips with the pad of his forefinger, he studied her with a new intensity. ‘Am I the right man, baby?’
As he spoke he carefully examined her luxuriant chestnut hair where it was spread out behind her on the pillow, twining a curl round his finger. The expression on his handsome face was serious.
‘What do you think?’ Imogen wanted to smile, but somehow she found it was beyond her right then. She still feared his rejection if she confessed the real reason she’d surrendered her virginity to him—because she loved him. Seth had already warned her that he didn’t believe in making emotional attachments.