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“Rorke,” she breathed, and his name falling from her smooth lips lit his body on fire.
He ran his fingers down her creamy cheek. “You are beautiful, Penny,” he said, voice a thick husk. “The most beautiful maid in England.”
She smiled, unable to stop herself from drawing her lower lip between her teeth for a moment. “Thank you,” she whispered, “Rorke.”
He tried not to squirm at his rapidly hardening cock in his pants, and his thumb involuntarily swiped over her lips as he imagined what they tasted like.
Penny pressed her thighs together and before she could stop herself, sucked his thumb into her mouth. She threw caution to the wind. She wanted him more than she wanted to appear modest.
And by the Duke’s gasp, he wanted her just as much.
Rorke tore his digit from her mouth, grasping the back of her neck and bringing them forward into a deep kiss. Their lips met and immediately parted, tongue’s dancing and stealing their
breath away.
When they parted, Rorke held her at arm’s length by her delicate throat, enjoying the thrumming of her pounding pulse beneath his hand.
“My lord,” she huffed, lips swollen and eyes wild with lust, “I’ve not... I’ve never been intimate with a man before.”
“I thought not,” Rorke replied, lips curling into a predatory smile. “If you’re amenable, I am a very good teacher.” **
Penny nodded, but instead of reaching for her, he stood from his chair and crossed to the other side of the room, opening a curtain that revealed a door behind it. He opened it and waved for her to follow him.
“What is this place?” she asked as they descended a flight of spiral stone stairs, and she wasn’t sure if anyone even knew this corridor existed. Her cousin had never told her about any secret passages.
“This castle has been in my family for hundreds of years,” he explained as they left the stairs into an expansive room. “This dungeon was used, once upon a time, to detain and torture criminals and prisoners.”
Penny stopped short, eyes widening at the devices around the room. There were cuffs and racks and whips and chains and things that she’d never seen in person before, and surely not for the purpose he was insinuating.
“I promise not to hurt you beyond what you can take,” he said gently. “If you are uncomfortable at any time, say the world penny and I will stop immediately. Do you understand?”
The young maid swallowed, clasping her hands together. She glanced around one more time, the sight of the devices intimidating. But she couldn’t deny the pulsing between her legs. She squeezed her thighs and clenched her jaw and raised her gaze to the handsome Duke.
He saw the lust there, the intrigue, the excitement. So he reached out and entwined his fist into her hair, jerking her head back to expose her throat.
“Do you understand?” he demanded.
Penny shrieked, her lower body clenching at his sudden display of dominance. “Yes, Rorke!” At his palm connecting with her cheek, her jaw fell open. Her sweet and kind employer had just struck her face.
“You will refer to me as Master,” he purred, hand still twisted in her hair. “Otherwise, you will be punished. Slave.” He curled his free hand around her neck. “Do you understand what I just told you, you filthy thing?”
“Yes...” Penny gasped for air as he tightened his hand. “... Master!”
“Good,” he said, and let go of her completely, letting the poor maid stagger back under her own weight. She took in deep lungfuls of air in gratitude. “Remove your clothes.”
With shaking hands, the young maid untied the back of her uniform pinafore, letting it fall down around her ankles. She unstrapped her underthings until she stood before him, naked as the day she was born, save for the little maid’s cap on her head.
Rorke licked his lips, eyes roving over her creamy untouched skin. Her nipples were rosy pink and the tuft of hair between her legs glistened with her need. He grinned. “All of it,” he ordered, inclining his head to her cap.
Penny slowly reached up to pull it off, chest vibrating with trepidation and excitement.
“Good girl,” he purred, and opened his arms. “Come to me.”
She practically flew into his arms, and disappeared into them. His hands groped her possessively, lips sucking at her neck as if trying to devour her. Penny nearly cried with need, the feeling bubbling up inside of her was like an uncontrollable storm. She didn’t know what to do. She’d never wanted anything in her life more than she wanted him in this moment.
She reached down to grab at his pants, wanting to be able to touch him too.
Rorke grabbed her wrists, ceasing his assault on her body. “You only touch me when I permit you to,” he said darkly. “You will be punished.”
