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“I always imagined you being rough with me. You’re so aggressive on the ice…” I can’t even look at Duke I’m so embarrassed.
He slides his finger beneath my chin and lifts it until our eyes meet. “I tell you all of my secrets without judgment. You can tell me yours.”
I bite my bottom lip, attempting to still my nerves. “Maybe I should show you what I would think about… What I still think about.”
His lips curve up into a wide grin.
I slide off the couch and extend my hand to him. Duke lifts me up like I weigh nothing and hooks my legs around his back. His lips brush against mine. My heart is racing so fast it slams into my chest. He kisses me as he carries me down the hallway and into my bedroom.
“Uh,” he says, looking at the bed that has tons of clothes on it. “What happened here?”
“I couldn’t decide what to wear. Hence, why I ended up wearing homeless chic.”
Laughing, he sets me on the floor and helps me gather my clothes. Duke follows my lead and throws them into the closet. I guess I’m doing laundry tomorrow.
Once the bed is cleared, I stand in front of Duke, my breathing erratic. Nerves shake through me, causing my legs to tremble. Duke must sense my fear because he cradles me in his arms like a delicate flower. He holds me like I could break at any second.
“We can wait,” he says. “If you’re not ready.”
“I’m ready,” I say without hesitation. “Just kinda freaking out.”
“How about we start with your first fantasy?”
I lick my lips in response.
Duke guides me by the hips to the edge of the mattress. Gripping the waistband of my sweats, he rips them off me within seconds. Duke is like the Houdini of sex. Now you see my pants, now you don’t.
I look at him with my mouth open in shock. He winks and then drops to the floor in front of me, spreading my thighs to make room for himself.
“What was I doing on the ice the first time you thought of me licking your pussy?”
“Not surprisingly,” I say with a wicked smile, “you were fighting someone.”
He bends forward and pushes my tank over my breasts. “Take this off.”
I throw the shirt on the floor, now bared to him. His eyes travel over my naked body, and then he hovers his mouth over my pussy. A moan rips from my lips as his breath warms my skin. He’s not even touching me, and yet I can feel him everywhere.
“What do you like about the fights?” He peeks up at me with a wicked look in his eyes. “What turns you on when you watch me?”
“You,” I say, fisting a chunk of his dirty blond hair in my hands. “You make the sexiest faces when you fight.”
He laughs, and the simple movement makes my toes tingle. Duke is too close to my aching core, tormenting me with his questions. Touch me, I want to yell. But I have a feeling Duke is planning to make this an all-night thing.
“And I bet you make the same determined faces while you’re having sex.”
He wiggles his eyebrows. “Only one way to find out.”
Duke raises my right thigh and rests my leg over his shoulder. Because I’m pretty sure he’s trying to kill me, he slides one finger inside me. He pushes it in and out of me, so painfully slow my insides clench around him. I lean back on my elbows, and a soft moan escapes my lips as I watch him withdraw his finger and add another.
“Duke,” I moan. “Mmm… That feels so good.”
“Wait until you feel my cock,” he says with fire behind his words.
“I want to touch you,” I choke out, reaching a hand out in front of me.
He shakes his head and swats my hand away. “Not yet. Patience, Doc.”
“In my dreams, you didn’t torture me.” I lean back, and my eyes slam shut from the sensation rocking through my body. “Oh, my God. Keep doing that… I’m so…”
