A Duke in Shining Armor by Macy Barnes

he would spill himself in her hand like some school boy.  He flipped her onto her back and suckled and caressed both of her breasts until she was moaning with want.  He inserted a finger into her wet canal and rubbed another finger across her feminine nub.  When he knew she was on the brink he positioned himself between her legs.  He entered her swiftly and he felt the slight resistance of her maidenhead before it broke and he impaled her fully.  He held his breath and looked into her eyes to see if he had caused her pain.  She answered by rocking her hips into him.  He set a fast pace and she met him thrust for thrust.
      He drove into her over and over before feeling her clench around him and a shudder went through her body.  He followed her home and groaned as he released his seed deep into her womb.  He rolled to his back and brought her to him and held her close to his chest.  When he caught his breath he chuckled and said, “That did not go exactly as I had planned.”
      “What do you mean?  Did I not do it right?” 
    He burst into laughter.  “It was more than right.”  He released her from his hold and rose from the bed.  He walked over to his discarded pants and retrieved something from his pocket.  She gasped when he lay back down next to her and removed a solitaire diamond ring from a velvet box. 
    “I meant to give you this before we made love, but I was not expecting such a temptress to be waiting for me.” 
    He placed her ring upon her finger.  “It is beautiful.  I am still wondering when I am going to wake from this wonderful dream.” She breathed in wonder.  His response was to kiss her again.
                  They proceeded to make love again and he playfully teased her by changing positions to allow her to straddle him and ride him giving her full control.  Emily rode him hard and wept as the pressure built up and would burst, and when she would slow down he would take her hips and thrust deep into her over and over until she was grinding him with a vengeance to reach blissful release.
                  When he thought he had been satisfied and would go into a light sleep he would feel her body pressed against his and wake up rock hard.  He took her two more times during the night.  Clint knew he could take her again, but he was worried he may cause her some discomfort in the morning.  His appetite for her was insatiable.
                    Right before dawn he awoke and stroked her hair and she curled her body in a cat like stretch against him and he felt himself go hard yet again.  He rose from the bed and went to the washstand and cleansed himself.  He rinsed out the rag and approached her on the bed and gently spread her legs and cleaned her.  She felt her face go hot from the redness of embarrassment; she could not believe she was allowing him to touch her so intimately.
                  He kissed her softly on the forehead.  She watched him as he silently got dressed.  She rose from the bed and adorned a simple white shift.  He kissed her one last time and bid her to get a few more hours sleep before they had to leave to go visit her relative.
    He was trying to be discreet as he snuck down the hall with his shoes in his hand when he heard someone clear their throat.  He turned and found Jon with a knowing smile upon his face.  “Enjoy your night ol chap?” he asked with humor in his voice.
      “Wouldn’t you like to know?” was the terse reply.
                  Jon chuckled and slapped him on the back.  “Do not fret that I will say anything my friend, but now that I have you alone for a minute, please tell me what in the devil I have done to Juliet to cause her to treat me so badly.”
    Clint threw his head back and laughed.  “Jon, if you do not know by now, you will never figure it out.” 
    He left his friend staring after him with a dumbfounded look as he went into his room to prepare for