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Take me to bed.

Her words reverberated through Erik's mind, through his chest, arms, legs, and the parts of him that throbbed when she whispered in his ear and opened his trousers one button at a time.

He could scarcely hear her words through his own heavy breaths as she nuzzled his ear and spoke to him in a seductive, maddening whisper. Placing her palms flat against his chest she guided him to the bed.

"I—" Erik began, panic flooding his eyes. He wanted her. His body displayed his desire for intimacy, though he was uncertain he could give her ease. Surely she knows he lacked experience, he thought. Surely she knows this was a mistake.

"I want to be with you. Completely," Corinna assured him, looking him in the eye as she ran her palms up and down his chest, fingers teasing his stomach, his hips, and the thickness of his manhood that twitched each time her hand ran down his shaft. "For the rest of my life."

She continued to touch him in the most intimate way possible, one hand running up and down his manhood, the other supporting the weight of his testicles. Erik wasn't sure if he would be able to care for her the way she cared for him. He could feel the tight coil of pleasure building, threatening to release. With great reluctance he pried her hand away, which opened Corinna's eyes. She understood his concern and nodded, deepening their kisses while stroking his arms and chest.

Corinna pressed her body to his and kissed his lips, both sides of his face, and his forehead. Her hands cupped his face, and she ran her fingers through his hair. Her kisses were tender yet passionate. Her lips covered every inch of his flesh, both scarred and flawless. Each caress aroused and reassured him that they belonged together, each smile, each glance promised that she loved him unconditionally and that nothing would ever change her feelings.

Before Erik realized he had moved, his legs were backed against the bed and Corinna was in his arms, the rounded, warm curve of her belly pressed against his stomach and shaft, stirring him with more life than he had ever experienced. He squeezed her tighter, pressing her, molding her against him until the warmth her skin became his own.

She nibbled his bottom lip, her hands running down the length of his back, her fingernails skimming his flesh.

Corinna knelt on the bed and brought Erik with her, refusing to release him, to lose the man she had spent so many years searching for. She knew he was ready and that she was prepared as well for what she had spent nights waiting to find. Many long and lonely years had passed in which she had stared longingly at the painting hanging opposite her bed. She wanted nothing more than to recapture the feeling of that day in the picture, his warm, comforting arms wrapped around her.

Her mouth abandoned his briefly as he knelt above her, one leg between her knees. She tasted his shoulder and the salt from his sensitive neck, listening, bidding him to breathe harder, to whisper her name.

Erik ran his hand over her breast, allowing his fingers to gently rub and circle her nipple. He knew that he teased her, tempted her with each passing second, as her hips rose and met his briefly, hinting at what lay ahead.

It became a game borne of passion, a contest of pleasure.

Corinna drew his fingers away and kissed the tips, watching as he studied her in disbelief. She sucked on his index finger and took pleasure in watching his lips part, a harsh breath leaving his lungs. Everything he had wanted within the carriage could be realized at last, but for the moment she intended to prolong the teasing, to heighten his awareness.

Erik's eyes closed as he savored the way she laved him, his body melting into hers as he found her breast again and tasted her, needing more of her to sate himself.

Corinna gasped, shivering at the pleasure of his breath on her flesh as he took her nipple into his mouth, kissing and sucking until she thought she would weep. Her knees spread a little further until he rested between her thighs, his shaft pressed against the inside of her leg.

"Corinna," he whispered.

"Don't stop," she breathed. "I don't want you to stop."

Her hips rose before he could answer. She slowly guided him, her breath catching in her throat as he entered, his lips crushed to hers.

Erik filled her completely and paused, his eyes closed and heart beating madly as he felt himself within her, her hands at his back and her legs locked around his hips. He buried his face against her neck and moved slowly, overwhelmed by the sensation, by how she smelled and moved with him, her hips meeting his, her fingers pressed firmly against his lower back. He felt her exhale against the right side of his face, her lips brushing kisses against his cheek as she called his name and sighed in ecstasy.

Making love to her overwhelmed his senses. As much as he wanted to pleasure her for hours he couldn't stop himself from climaxing swift and hard, his body shuddering suddenly as he thrust one last time into her welcoming body. Sparks of light danced behind his eyelids as a sense of perfect calm swam through his body. Erik rested his head on Corinna's shoulder until he was able to harness his breathing and realize what had happened.

He had made love to a woman, to flesh and blood, to someone real, who cared about him. The years of waiting and wanting were behind him. He felt more than physically satisfied. He felt complete in her arms.

As he rested, Corinna ran her fingers up and down his spine, grazing the old whip marks crisscrossing his back. Her actions made him increasingly uncomfortable. As quickly as the serene feeling that accompanied climax came to him it vanished.

Erik wanted to apologize for disappointing Corinna, as he was certain he hadn't brought her ease, hadn't given her what she had given him.

He pulled himself from her body, but did not want to face her. He feared she would be gravely disappointed in him. After all her years of searching he could do little to repay her, to prove how much he cared for her.

"Stay with me forever," she whispered as he rolled to his side. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly.

Corinna lay her head on his chest and snuggled in closely. Erik could feel the heat of her flesh and the smell of their joined bodies thick in the air. His eyes closed to her comforting warmth, his body suddenly leaden.

"I love you," Corinna said against his skin.

Guilt and shame stung him again as his failure to please her remained at the forefront of his thoughts.

"But I…you didn't…I wasn't…"

She hushed him with a kiss. "There are other ways," she murmured, lacing her fingers with his. "Many other ways to bring pleasure."

Erik drew her up beside him on the pillow and kissed her cheek and her neck, his lips trailing down to her collarbone. "How?" he asked.

"Are you willing to learn?' she teased, her eyes heavy-lidded, a seductive grin playing on her lips.

"I'd do anything for you," he answered as he kissed her down to her stomach.

Corinna bit her lip and moved his hand beneath the blankets. "Here," she said breathlessly.

Erik felt his ability slowly renewed, and from that moment on Corinna could no longer find her voice.