He got up onto his knees, and then with one swift movement got in back of her, his fingers going to the buttons of her gown. She made a noise of frustration, and he grinned.

“Patience, my lady Fuckable,” he murmured, lowering his mouth onto her shoulder and nipping the soft skin there. “I will give you my cock if you can give me your sweet pussy.”

“Mmm,” she agreed, twisting as he lowered the fabric of her gown down her shoulders. She hoisted her arse into the air and yanked the gown all the way off her body, then tossed it onto the floor as he had his garments.

She wore a corset and her shift, and his fingers fumbled at the laces, his cock brushing against the soft fabric of her shift as she wiggled impatiently. She looked over her shoulder at him, her dark hair falling around her face. “I hope you’ve got better competency in the bed than you do undressing me, my lord,” she teased.

“I’ll show you competency, woman,” he said, yanking her corset off and then dragging her shift up over her head as she knelt on the bed.

And then she was delightfully, blissfully naked. He moved her so she was on her back, her laughing face looking up at him.

“Very competent,” she replied with a wink. “So where were we?”

“Right fucking here,” he replied.

“Excellent.” Her hands stroked his side, and then her fingers clasped his erection.

Her expression shifted. “Only—darn it, I forgot to get—” And her fingers fluttered around his shaft.

“Right. As did I.” If his hands weren’t full already, he’d have slapped his forehead. He had totally forgotten about ensuring there were no accidents. “We’ll make it work.”

She nodded. “I trust you,” she said, guiding him inside.

Which, luckily enough, was where he wanted it also.

It had been so long, she thought to herself. But this—this was well worth the wait. His body was as large and delicious as she had imagined, rigid muscles defining his body, his broad chest narrowing to his hips, then lowering to the dark thatch of hair around his cock.

And his cock was gorgeous, even though she didn’t think the appendage was normally found particularly beautiful. It was large, as she’d anticipated, and thick, with smooth skin that was like velvet to the touch. Iron encased in velvet, which was a deliciously intoxicating feeling.

He was so big she had found it awkward to slide her lips over him, but the sounds he made and the way he jerked in her mouth as she ran her mouth up and down him were well worth any discomfort.