Handy Dandy

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Kate moaned as he sucked her harder, before working on his trousers. She wasn't sure why she assumed that this would be a normal love making--Anthony had always surprised her in bed, showing her new things and helping her explore what she liked and enjoyed.

Today appeared that he would do the same! Kate laughed at his words, of keeping her in bed for another month. She was glad he was joking (she hoped) but at the same time she understood! She missed him as well! Missed this! Missed feeling this close to him. "I might just let you," She teased back.

He kissed her hand, and she smiled up at him. Then he pulled it down to the firmest part of him. Kate gasped softly from the heat that poured from his middle, and how soft the skin was there, yet how unyielding it was. "Anthony," She whispered, not looking at him but watching her hand on him. Her fingers looked small in comparison. Sliding her fingers over him, she let them lightly explore. Licking her lips that had become suddenly dry from her breathing, she moved them slowly up to touch the very tip of him.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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ALWAYS PROTECT YOU

Anthony could resist the huff of amusement that escaped him when she spoke of how she might let him. "You should not encourage me unless you mean it," heh teased her in return. For, a month in bed with her certainly seemed most appealing. Especially now, in all they were limited in being able to do . . . a month of no limits, no restraints, no hinderances . . . yes. It was most, most appealing indeed. His eyes watched her face, and he could not explain the thrill felt as she lowered her gaze to watch where he guided their hands.

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As if that thrill had not been intense enough, her fingers slowly moved over him to the very trip, and it drew a sharp inhalation of breath from the intense sensation. One that made his aching need more in severe need of tending to. And yet . . . he wanted her to take her time at the same time. To explore her. His eyes remained on her features, falling to her lips as her tongue wet them which prompted him to part his own to let out a heavy breath. He wasn't even entirely sure she knew just what she did to him. "Yes," he breathed, unsure if he was acknowledging her having said his name, or if he was merely saying it in encouragement.

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Perhaps both. Perhaps neither. She just felt so damn good. His hand finally let go of hers where it had guided her, allowing her to move at her own pace . . . explore him of her own volition. His hand instead, returned to her breast, cupping her, massaging her as he was unable to remain idle. "Keep going," he encouraged in the same hoarse voice, laden with desire. He wanted to kiss her but also . . . wanted her to watch should she desire it, for her eyes seemed to be fixed there for the moment. And, he also rather enjoyed watching her expressions as she touched him.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

He told her not to encourage him. "I always mean it when I encourage you," she told him knowing that communication was important between them after their beginnings. She loved hearing his breathing change, and the sounds he made when she touched him--knowing that while he might have been other others that he loved her and enjoyed her touch more. Possessive the thought might have been, Kate didn't hold it back. Just the simple word of 'yes' made her touch grow stronger.

Her fingers went from using her finger tips to her whole hand grazing over his thickness. Using her thumb to brush the underside of him until get came to the skin that hung below. She wanted to please him. Yet Kate didn't know how. Looking up at him with wide eyes, and a smile. He was watching her? Her eyes trailed over his face, watching his lips for a moment before moving back up to his eyes.

"Tell me how." She asked him, while thinking of how he made her feel when he touched her. Firmly. Anthony always touched her with confidence, even arrogance. Thinking of this her fingers grew more frim, and even wrapped around his length.

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[Anthony Bridgerton]

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ALWAYS PROTECT YOU

Anthony knew that he should be returning the favour, that he should be giving her the same pleasure that she gave him. And . . . he fully intended to. But, also aware of how Kate always managed to rob him of thought in such moments, and considering her delicate state, he needed to be more aware and cautious when giving her what pleasure that he could under his current condition. And right now, she was doing a most excellent job of depriving him of thought and sense.

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Yet, he still managed to speak when she asked him to show her how. Another heavy exhalation, mixed with a moan escaped him as he lowered his head, his cheek on her cheek and his lips so closes to her ear, his breathing growing heavier as he moaned her name in between. He placed light kisses along her skin where he could reach, his tongue running over his lips in between. Her hand upon him was so foreign and gave such a strong sensation that he feared he would not even get to the point of showing her before he came undone.

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It had after all, been far too long. Drawing his head back his lips went to hers in a deep, drawn out kiss, letting how she was making him feel be spoken through the embrace. Easing out of it, he kept his forehead against hers once more, reminding himself that he wanted to watch her face. With her fingers wrapped around him, his hand fell between them once more, curling around her smaller hand that was around him. He then began to move her hand over his length in one complete stroke, before following the same path back down. Slow. Drawn out. Maddening in the best way possible.

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"Like this," he said hoarsely, not wanting to feel his hand there but rather, only Kate's. Showing her one more time, creating a path and pace that would allow her to hopefully get used to it. The gesture causing his ache to intensify, the pleasure of her touch prompting another sound of both need and enjoyment in feeling her fingers on him. He released his hand that was over hers and moved it to her cheek where he caressed her. "Your touch . . . it feels so good." Wanting her to know that. Needing her to know that. And even still, words seemed inadequate.

[Kathani Bridgerton]

Her beloved husband took her hand in his to wrap around him and set the pace for how she could pleasure him. Kate sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth, before letting her fingers began the dance over him. She could hear his breathing sift and change when she began and it left her feeling a little powerful and arrogant that she was the one doing this to him. She understood how he felt when he touched her, and she wanted to make him feel like he had always made her feel (in bed at least).

He told her that her touch felt good, and Kate smiled turning her face to look up at his while she stroked him. When his fingers left her's, Kate kept the pace. Sometimes tightening, and sometimes lessening her grip. Her fingers twisted slightly to moved around him as she stroked down, and up.

Kate let her other hand, join the first. One hand to stroke around him and move up and down like he showed her, and the other touched the tip of him. Making a small circle around the head, and kept her pace slow. Looking back up to his face, she licked her lips and smiled. "As does yours." She reminded him, though had no intention of stopping touching him until he finished--this time, for the first time, not inside her.

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