Page 12 of The Duke's Contract


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“There we go,” Henry whispered, sliding his lips against her neck as he tangled his hands in her hair. Bre shivered clenching her thighs together to relieve the ache that formed at the apex of her thighs.

“I love your hair. I can’t wait to grab it in my hands as I’m riding you from behind,” Henry told her hotly his words forcing a moan from Bre’s lips as she pictured Henry fucking her from behind.

“What are you doing?” Bre asked as she felt Henry’s fingers toying with the zipper of her dress. Her nipples strained against the fabric of her dress their sensitivity making her crazy. She nearly begged Henry to release her.

“I want to see all of you,” Henry said before sliding the zipper of her dress down to her waist. Without warning, Henry attacked. His lips suckled her hard nipples, and the pleasure zinged from her breasts to her core.

“Henry,” she moaned out as she grabbed his hair for leverage. The onslaught made her breathless. She didn’t know if she wanted to push him further into her breast or pull him away so she could take her turn ravaging his mouth. Henry ignored her pleas determined to drive Bre wild with pleasure. Bre knew she hurt his ego when she denied him in the hallway, and she knew this was punishment. He bit her sensitive nipple causing Bre to cry out in pleasured pain, and Bre lifted her hips in the air seeking imaginary friction where she needed it most.

“Don’t worry, love,” Henry told her, taking his lips away from her breasts. His fingers continued toying with her, pinching and pulling her neglected nipples much to her pleasure.

Bre’s body hummed, and her brain felt flooded with hormones. She couldn’t think of anything but the feelings Henry evoked in her body. The alcohol lowered her inhibitions and made her wanton.

“I’ll take care of you,” Henry mumbled as he slid to his knees, placing soft kisses against her skin as he pulled her dress down to her knees. “Just tell me you want it,” he told her.

Without giving it too much thought, Bre told Henry the words he longed to hear, “I want you.”

“Be specific Breanne,” he demanded, sliding his hands up her leg softly. “Tell me how you need it.”

“Fuck me,” she told him as she looked straight into his eyes. “I don’t care how,” she admitted. Usually, Bre never would have given a man leave to do whatever he wanted to her, but she knew if Henry didn’t take her soon, she’d explode.

Quaking, Bre waited for the inevitable touch of Henry’s wet tongue against her clit, but what she got was so much more. Henry didn’t slide his tongue against her. Instead, he devoured her.

Henry gave new meaning to the phrase “eating someone out,” as he utilized his teeth, tongue, and lips to bring her to the peak of the most fantastic orgasm she’d ever experienced. He sucked and fucked her in ways she never experienced, but every time she got close to her peak, Henry would ease back the pressure until Bre’s legs trembled. She wailed as she begged him to let her finish. “Please, Henry,” she moaned out as her peak evaded her once more.

This was all it took for Henry to finish her. When he inserted his finger inside her and flicked his tongue against her clit, Bre wailed into her release.

Bre breathed heavily coming down from her orgasmic high while Henry slowly kissed his way down her legs. His head poked out from between her legs, and the sultry look in his dark eyes made Bre ready to fuck despite her recent orgasm. She needed more. Henry’s tongue only took the edge off her desire, but the fire still ignited inside her veins.

Leaning forward, she tugged Henry towards her, figuring if she was going to go to hell, she might as well ride her way there. Grabbing her by the hips, Henry repositioned Bre on his lap as he continued to caress her nipples in the process. “You aren’t in control here,” he growled as he swatted her hands away from his zipper.

Bre moaned, pressing her wet center against Henry’s crouch. She wasn’t above dry humping him to get what she wanted. If the hardness against her leg was any indication, he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

“Henry,” she whined squirming. “Please,” she begged, knowing he wanted her compliant before he’d give her what she desired.

He smirked at her begging. Five minutes before they’d both been unsure if she’d give in, and now, she was confident she’d do anything Henry asked. If Henry fucked the way he gave head, Bre knew she was in for a wild ride.

The sound of Henry’s zipper sliding down brought Bre out of her lust hazed revere. “Are you ready for it?” Henry questioned, licking the side of her neck.

Instead of responding, Bre looked straight into his eyes as she lowered herself on his thick pole. They both moaned as gravity began to take control, and her wet heat slid down his length. Henry may have controlled her body when he got on his knees for her, but now, Bre knew she had the control.

Shifting her hips, she began rocking back and forth over Henry’s member. The thick feel of him hitting her insides so close after her last orgasm sent sharp little zaps into her core that made her see stars.

“Fuck,” Henry moaned gripping her hips so tightly she knew she’d have bruises in the morning. Bre sped up, chasing the fantastic orgasm she knew was coming. Sweat dripped between her breasts and the sight of Henry licking the path nearly brought Bre to orgasm right then and there. “You are so bloody tight,” he groaned out as he slammed his hips into hers. Bre’s rhythm faltered as her legs began to give out.

“Faster,” Bre called desperate for more friction.

“You want me to fuck you faster,” Henry grunted.

“Yes, god Henry fuck me harder,” Bre demanded. She felt like she was in the middle of porn, but she didn’t give a shit.

Shifting slightly, Henry gained traction against the seat as he gave Bre what she wanted drilling into her at breakneck speed. His thick cock hit her g-spot over and over again until she was a sweaty, crying mess of pleasure. Clenching closely around Harry, Bre screamed his name in bliss not giving a shit that the driver probably heard her. Henry groaned, as the feeling of Bre clenching around him. He practically threw her off as he removed her from his dick. Bre panted as she watched him take his big cock in his hands and work himself up and down in pleasure. When he came, he roared, and his release splashed hotly against Bre’s belly. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced.

They both breathed heavily looking into one another’s eyes as their pleasure subsided into small aftershocks. ‘Fuck,’ Bre thought to herself.

Chapter Nine

After their romp in the car, Bre asked Henry to drop her off at home. He wanted to decline and convince her to return with him to his bed, where he planned to continue their night. But as Bre zipped up her dress and straightened herself, Henry deduced that she felt ashamed by the wanton behavior they’d partaken in, in the back of the car.

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