Page 132 of Blame It on the Duke


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He loved her.

His mind pushed the thought away. It was easy enough to think you loved a woman when you were buried deep inside her.

That’s not it, and you know it.

Don’t think that thought. Pin her wrists with your hands. Take control.

And ride to sweet oblivion.

He held back until she reached orgasm, her inner muscles gripping his cock.

Then he shouted her name as he found his own release, spilling into the covers instead of inside her, where he wanted to stay forever.

With Alice in his arms, he was fearless and invincible.

She’d asked him what he would do with his life if he knew he had ten years, or even twenty. He’d never considered that question because he’d been telling himself for so long that he’d go insane, so nothing mattered.

He was a man with no future.

If he had a future, if the madness spared him, what did he want from life?

Alice.

The answer was there, reverberating through his being.

He wanted Alice. Not just for physical gratification. Not just in his bed.

He wanted her light and her laughter all for himself.

She made him want to have a future.

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