The Duke's Innocent Mistress (PM #1) (Completed)

Chapter 12. 1812 

WARNING: this chapter contains mature scenes that are sexual in nature.
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With those words spoken, their lips came crashing together, tongues dancing with desire. Their fingers swiftly removed each other's clothing, both of them anxious for more. Once the final article of clothing was off, they slowly turned and stared at their reflection.
Olivia caught her breath as she gazed at Julian. She had never seen anyone more beautiful than the gentleman standing behind her. Her eyes traveled across his rippling muscles, and her tongue instinctively slid free and licked her lips with desire.
Julian was mesmerized as he gazed at Olivia. He had never seen anyone more exquisite than the woman standing before him. His eyes traveled across her voluptuous curves, and he growled with desire.
Olivia blushed. "I know what you must be thinking, they are a bit too big for your liking."
Julian shook his head, his hands curling around her supple breasts. "No, they are beautiful."
Olivia. "Do you really believe so? Lord Groven told me that they were much too big."
Julian caressed her breasts gently. "To hell with what that bastard thinks. He does not know the true meaning of beauty. I do, and the most beautiful woman is standing before me."
Olivia slowly turned and stared at him. "You believe I am beautiful?"
Julian kissed her deeply. "My darling, you are nothing short of radiant. Every part of you is perfect."
Olivia smiled, returning his kiss. "Thank you my dear, because you are just as magnificent. Every part of you is ravishing."
Julian. "Thank you."
As they moved to lie down on the dark red velvet duvet on the bed, Olivia felt something hard glide against her hip. Looking down, her eyes widened as she saw Julian's cock standing at attention. She swallowed nervously.
Julian caressed her cheek, tilting her face up so that their eyes met. His voice was soft. "I promise that I won't hurt you, you have my word."
Olivia smiled sweetly. "I know."
Julian. "From this moment forward, you are mine. Mine to touch, to kiss, to love."
Olivia took his face between her hands, kissing him tenderly. "And you are mine from this moment forward. Mine to kiss, to touch, to love."
Julian kissed her softly before moving to hover above her. He took her hands, his eyes fixed with hers. "Are you ready for me to take you?"
Olivia took a breath before nodding. "Yes. I must ask though, will it hurt?"
Julian squeezed her hands. "It will, but only for a moment. As I promised you before, I will be gentle."
Olivia took another breath and nodded once more. "All right, I am ready."
Julian positioned himself at her entrance, gently parting her knees with his own. His fingers squeezing hers, he slowly eased himself into her. He kept his eyes fixed on her face, watching for any sign of pain.
Olivia gasped, feeling him slowly stretching her. Surprisingly, there was no pain, just a bit of discomfort. She moaned softly.
Julian froze immediately, his eyes never leaving hers. "Are you all right?"
Olivia. "I am perfect."
Julian didn't relax. He was wanting to make sure she was well before continuing. "Am I hurting you? If you're in pain, I will stop."
Olivia shook her head, smiling at him. "I am perfectly well my love. There is a bit of discomfort, but no pain."
Julian relaxed, beginning to move in a slow and delicious rhythm. "Good, because I do not wish to give you any pain. I only wish to give you pleasure."
Olivia released his hands, pulling him down on top of her and kissing him deeply. "I wish to give you the same."
Their lips and bodies moved with sweet slowness, neither one desiring to rush their evening. They made love to one another with gentle passion, kissing and caressing with tender strokes. At one point, they gazed at each other, their eyes welling up with tears as emotions swept through them.
Julian kissed her tenderly. When he spoke, his voice shook with emotion. "I love you, so very dearly."
Olivia wiped the tears that began to cascade down his cheeks, her own tears flowing. "I love you just as dearly."
Their lips came together for another deep and passionate kiss, the fire continuing to build. When it reached a flaming crescendo, they cried out each other's name, their essence mingling together. There was no withdrawing, no hesitation. There was only love.
Julian collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding. He began to pull away, but felt her arms tighten around him. He gazed down at her. "I'll crush you."
Olivia held him closer. "I like your weight. It feels nice."
Julian smiled, kissing her softly before rolling over onto his back and pulling her on top of him. He didn't bother disconnecting their bodies, it felt nice having her against him. He ran his hand up and down her back, not speaking for a moment.
Olivia snuggled against him, her head resting against his chest. She closed her eyes, feeling his finger tips caressing her dark red curls. She began soft caresses of his shoulder and chest, not able to stop touching him.
They fell silent for several minutes, simply holding one another and basking in the afterglow of their delicious lovemaking. Neither of them spoke a word, because nothing needed to be said. The evening was perfect, so very right. It was nothing short of beautiful.