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golden. Such a sweet answer as this was to the ugly questions he had asked. He untied his chausses and pulled them down, wincing as he lifted his buttocks and dislodged the pad that covered his hip. Joanna winced too and drew back as her eyes fell upon the raw flesh, but Geoffrey seized her before she could move far. His arm went high around her back and fastened on her breast. Both nipples hardened and swelled even more, although they were already firm and protuberant. Joanna's eyes slid from the sore to Geoffrey's upstanding shaft. He laughed again and spread his legs wide.
"Mount astride me sidelong," he urged eagerly, "so you rest on my good hip. So! Ah! Just so!"
To say more was not necessary. As Joanna slid down upon him, up and then down again, Geoffrey moaned softly, but she did not fear the sound was drawn from him by pain. The position was odd only at first. Joanna found she could support herself on a bent elbow just high enough to put hardly any pressure on her husband's body. This was convenient because if Geoffrey bent his head sideways, it brought the breast he was not fingering just athwart his lips. He accepted the invitation eagerly and soon Joanna heard herself crying softly, "Hurry, oh hurry, please hurry."
It was a most unnecessary plea. As the climax she could not resist convulsed her, Geoffrey was jerking beneath her in his own. Somehow, in spite of the violence of her release, Joanna managed to twist backward and turn so that she fell beside Geoffrey rather than atop him. For a time there was no sound but the mutual rasp of labored breathing. Then Geoffrey began to chuckle again.
"You are filled with endless delights and surprises," he murmured. "You gave me a most pretty answer to a base fool's question and then, when I was wild with fear I would die away too soon, there you are squeaking at me 'hurry, hurry.' Never have I heard such sweet words."
"I did not squeak," Joanna protested, her eyes laughing, while she pretended indignation. "I only"
"You are sought, my lady." Edwina's voice was neutral and came tactfully from outside the door.

 
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