For one minute, Christiana was so startled at the suddenness of it all , including the desire that was sent rushing through her, that she simply stood there, unsure what to do. And then she realized that there was little she could do in this position. His arms inside her dress made it impossible for her to reach back and touch him, and his mouth was traveling up her neck, urging her head slightly to the side, but was out of her reach to kiss him.

“We’re married,” he whispered by her ear, before nipping at it lightly.

“Yes,” Christiana breathed as he sucked the lobe into his mouth.

“We haven’t consummated it yet though,” he added, startling her by swirling his tongue in her ear.

“I—No, I suppose we—ah!” She gasped with surprise as one hand suddenly left her breast to ride down over her stomach and then slide between her legs. The action forced the gown off one shoulder and down her arm to allow room for the maneuver. Christiana immediately slid her arm out to let the material drop away. She then tugged the material off her other shoulder and removed that arm from its sleeve as well, leaving the gown to pool at her waist. She was now as bare as he from the waist up, and found it oddly erotic to see his tanned hand cupping her one breast while his other disappeared under the material of her dress. And then he pressed the heel of his hand against her pelvic bone, urging her back more snugly against his growing hardness as his fingers glided over her most sensitive spot.

“I— Oh,” Christiana moaned, now grinding her bottom against him herself. She covered the hand at her breast with one of her own and then used the other to reach back over her shoulder for his head. Christiana managed to catch him by a handful of hair and tugged gently as she turned her head, desperate for him to kiss her. Richard responded at once, covering her mouth with his own as his hands continued to move over her.

It wasn’t enough and Christiana was sure it would drive her mad if she weren’t able to touch him as well, so managed to slip her arm beneath his and reached back between them to find the hardness pressing so insistently against her. Richard reacted as if she’d burned him, his body stiffening, fingers tightening almost painfully around her breast. Then he suddenly released her and turned her to face him so that he could tug her gown over her hips. The moment the material hit the floor he urged her back against the bed.

Christiana dropped to sit on the edge of it, one hand instinctively reaching out to grab the erection waving before her as he stepped up to the bed.

Richard stilled at once and she glanced up to see that his jaw was clenched, his eyes squinted almost closed and his throat moving as he swallowed. She watched him and let her hand drift lightly over his erection, noting that his eyes immediately closed all the way and his head tipped back as he sucked in a long breath. Encouraged, Christiana leaned forward and down to run her tongue over the tip, trying to emulate what he did to her. She stilled briefly as he suddenly caught her head in his hands and said her name in a tight voice, but when he didn’t force her head away, she rasped her tongue over him again and then took him in her mouth so that her tongue could reached further down the shaft. That’s when he did force her head away, He also urged her to lie back on the bed.