Page 117 of Blame It on the Duke


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“That’s right,” he urged. “Guide him where you want him.”

Alice curled her fingers around him and guided him into her body. She wanted him there. Right there.

His fingers tightened around her hips and he eased upward, entering her slowly.

She bit her cheek. It stung. But he’d told her it would feel better and better, and she trusted him completely.

With one, smooth, swift movement, she pushed down over him, burying him inside her.

“Alice,” he cried. Hearing him say her name made her feel proud and powerful.

She felt him, solid and hot, filling her, stretching her.

She closed her eyes, braced her palms on his chest, and started to move.

Slowly at first, finding what felt the best, and then faster. Harder.

He moaned dirty, wicked things as she rode him. “Pump your arse,” he commanded, and she did, losing all restraint and throwing her modesty away.

Her breasts bounced and she didn’t care. Her bum slapped against his thighs and she didn’t feel embarrassed.

His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips. “Hold a moment. We have all day. Let’s make this pleasure last.”

Rearing from the bed, he flipped her over and pinned her wrists above her head, still moving inside, slow and sure, and she loved it... she loved every second of it.

She loved him.

The thought stopped her cold and she tensed beneath him.

“Is something wrong, Alice?” he asked, halting his movements as well.

She couldn’t love him.

That was against the rules of their contract. She couldn’t love him because she had to leave him. And because he could never love one woman alone and she could never share him with anyone else.

She was confusing lust with love. Thinking that because he said her name in the heat of passion that he must be having these same feelings.

“Alice,” he murmured, stroking her cheek, his eyes glinting silver in the sunlight. “Talk to me. Sweetheart. Tell me what’s wrong.”

Get a hold of yourself, Alice. You’re a Lady Rake. You’re far too sophisticated to fall in love.

Reaching for his neck, she pulled him down. “Nothing’s wrong, Nick. I... it’s all so new. But it feels amazing.” And it did. And when he began to move again inside her, slow and sure, pleasure built in her mind and in her belly, sharpening to a pinprick of light like the North Star in a night sky.

He reached between their bodies, and his rough finger found that sensitive place, and then light burst in her mind and sensation rocked through her body.

He lifted her off him and clasped her so tightly she couldn’t breathe, his smooth length sliding against her belly in swift, hard jerks as he found his pleasure.

As her pulse slowed and the glow faded, Alice rested in his arms, her moment of emotional weakness gone.

That had been much, much better, she thought, still floating on a frothing wake of pleasure.

He touched her lips with his thumb, and her body’s reaction was immediate, and overwhelming.

She wanted him. Again.

Would she ever stop wanting him? The thought frightened her.

“You said you’ve revised your opinion on young ladies,” she said lightly. “But I haven’t revised my opinions on rakes. Arrogant, domineering, and quite convinced you are the world’s best lover.”

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