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“Hold please, I’m not finished. Thank you. Lastly—since we’ll be madly in love by then and all—I reckon we’ll also be married. Maybe even have a pack of beastly little boys with dirty cheeks and your smile. In conclusion and in summary, I would like to assure you that I will honor and respect you above all. My greatest hope is that gets us to forever.”

One corner of his lips rose a touch. “What if I want you to disrespect me a little?”

“As long as it’s in the bedroom, I’ll allow it.” I smiled. He pulled me a little closer. “I don’t know what will happen, but my hopes feel like a promise, if that matters.”

“It does.”

“Perfect,” I said, adjusting his lapels. “Wait, I don’t want this tidier. I’d like it dirtier. On the floor, if possible.

He chuckled, shrugging out of the jacket and tossing it onto the hardwood. “Better?”

I stepped back and tapped my lips. “Closer. Undo your buttons, darling.”

“You know, I didn’t think I’d like you bossing me around.” I watched his thick fingers loosen his tie and get to work on his buttons, putting half the room between us.

“Oh, it’s so rare, do give me this. Lovely. I’ve been thinking about this tuxedo rumpled on your floor all day, you know.”

He tugged his shirt, loosing the tails from his trousers before unbuttoning it all the way to the bottom. “I swear to God, Duchess—I almost took that dress off you the second you walked out of the bathroom in it.”

“Pity we were late.”

“What now?” he asked, amused and very clearly humoring me. I shuddered to think what he was going to do when he got his hands on me.

“Take it off. Throw it next to your coat.”

He pulled his shirt off one shoulder at a time, exposing his glorious chest in halves.

“Mmm, lovely.” I hummed, stretching to expose my neck as I hooked one thin strap of my dress and slid it over my bare shoulder.

He watched my hand like a dog eyeing a bone—hungry and hopeful despite the cavalier cock of his jaw.

I let the neckline drop until my breast was exposed. Absently, I traced my collarbone, then my nipple, fondling it absently.

Remy wet his lips, pulling the bottom one into his mouth.

“Unzip your trousers, please.”

A moan rumbled in his throat, his hands fumbling with his belt.

“Cock in your fist,” I commanded, dropping the other strap of my dress. The silky slip whispered down my body, pooling at my feet.

He rolled both lips, his eyes dragging up and down my body, pumping his cock. For a moment, I watched, mesmerized.

“Yes, that’s it, darling.”

“I want inside you, Duchess,” he said, his voice rough.

“I know, and you will be. But you promised you’d take your time tonight, didn’t you?” I rolled the bud of my nipple, bringing it to a hard point.

He groaned. “I’m gonna make you pay for that.”

“I hope so. My turn first.”

“Are you sure you want to test me?”

I strode toward him as I let my hair down and shook it out with my fingers. “I’ll take my chances. It’s unfair how hot you are, really. You know what I was thinking about the whole way home?”

“Tell me,” he said, stroking his cock slowly.

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