He laughed breathily as he worked at his pants, finally letting them drop, his erection bobbing at finally being free. And one might expect the man, who was so prim and proper and very prudish to be, perhaps, average in what he had, Edward was actually quite well endowed, as his dick exceeded ten inches easily as it continued to bob about beneath him as he crawled onto the bed.
"Those are very cruel words, Duchess Draven," he told her, eyes taking in her body before his lips moved down to kiss at the soft skin of her belly, hands moving to feel across it and loving her scent. She smelled so good. And he kissed upwards, lips warm as he met to her breasts, kissing underneath them, then cupping them with his hands, his own body mounting over her's as he began to kiss across the tops of her mounds, then continued to move north. Lips were meeting to her neck, his dick, now lightly touching against her sex as she shivered and felt her heat and the soft skin of her folds.
he rubbed his sex against hers, grinding just against her clit and sliding his dick just against the entrance of her and stroking it to elicit more moist want and heat.