Gregory had to rein in his thoughts. In his mind, he was already caressing her and considering how they were going to avoid ruining her appearance. He was fairly certain he knew, and the notion that he was moments from experiencing it with her was enough to make him far more than “sufficiently” aroused.

Moving quickly, he found one of the toys made of rope that Ash liked to chew. “Here you go, boy,” he coaxed, drawing the pup near the hearth. There was another plump pillow there, and it was probably his favorite place to sit, particularly while Gregory read the newspaper in the chair beside it.

When he finished settling Ash, he had to look to see where Evie had gone. His jaw dropped as he saw her standing at the side of his bed. She’d lifted her gown to her waist, exposing the glorious pale globes of her delectable backside. Her eyes met his with glittering intent, and she wriggled her rear. He strode to her as if he were dying of hunger and she was a buffet of culinary delights.

“Stand behind me,” she said huskily, her arousal evident in the deep, seductive pitch of her voice. “I think you can probably discern the rest.”

He could indeed. He’d seen animals do this dozens of times. He was eager to see how it felt.

“Hurry,” she urged, parting her legs so that he could see the lips of her sex. “Touch me.”

He was already halfway there, his fingers reaching for her as he unbuttoned his fall with his other hand. Stroking her, he found her wet, her arousal as desperate as his. They wouldn’t need much time at all.

“Touch me, Gregory. I can push against the bed and stimulate my clitoris. Put your fingers in me. Now.”

He did what she asked, spearing into her and making her gasp.

“Grab my backside,” she rasped, breathless, her hips moving with his hand.

He’d already freed his cock, but he clasped one of her cheeks as he continued to stroke his fingers in and out of her sex. Her muscles clenched, and he could tell she was moving quickly toward her orgasm.

Normally, he would take her there, but they were short on time. Grasping his cock, he guided himself into her heat. She instantly pushed back against him until the flesh of her backside met his pelvis.

“Yes, Gregory. That feels so good. You press so deep like this. It’s glorious.” She wiggled against him, and he had to close his eyes and count to five to keep from exploding within her.

He gripped her hips and drove into her, careless of his speed. She felt too good around him, and he knew she was nearing her climax. Her hand landed on his thigh, her fingernails digging into his breeches. She turned her head, her eye not quite meeting his. “Faster, Gregory. I’m so close.”