Page 46 of Exiled Duke


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Another groan, guttural from her chest.

His hand itched to drift downward, to take the heft of her breast in his palm.

Wrong. Wrong, what he wanted to do to her, but knew he couldn’t. Not in her state, not now.

He ripped his mouth away from hers and his forehead tilted forward to meet hers. “We can’t do this. Not now.”

“What’s wrong with now?” She gasped a breath. “I know what I’m starting and I want you, Strider.”

“You’re sad.”

“So, make me happy.”

Make her happy.

Damn her blasted logic. Wrong. So wrong.

But wrong had never stopped him before.

The only person who had ever been able to stop him from doing anything was urging him to do the bloody thing he was trying to resist.

“Make me happy, Strider.”

Hell.With a strangled growl, he crashed into her lips. Hard and raw and needing to draw out everything she was from the kiss. Everything he wanted from her.

His lips moved down to her neck, hungry, bruising, and he couldn’t stop. Her head stretched back to the side, giving him better access as she grabbed his hand and pulled it upward, setting it fully on her breast.

He needed no further direction and pulled his right hand from her hair, pins dropping as her hair fell, and he worked the laces on the back of the dress.

Dropping forward onto his knees in front of her chair, he pulled down her dress, her chemise, her stays. His lips found her left nipple, teasing it as he worked free her left boot, then her right.

His hands went up under her skirts, tugging down one stocking, then the other.

Not sitting back and enjoying it as he wanted her to, her own hands were busy unbuttoning his waistcoat, his trousers. Ripping the lawn shirt up over his head. Every motion sent a panted breath into her chest and thrust her breast deeper into his mouth.

Sunshine, the taste of her skin, the hard bud of her nipple fighting against his tongue. He moved to her right breast, working it until her hands threaded into his hair, gripping his head and pulling him away.

She leaned down, kissing him. A raging storm, all of the agony he knew she suffered in her heart spilling from her. Letting him take it. Take it all.

Without breaking the kiss, he stood, pulling her upright with him. Her clothes fell away from her body into a heap on the floor, and he worked off his boots and trousers.

Naked, both of them, and she pressed her body into his, his cock jabbing into her belly. Every curve, every speck of her skin a cool balm to the heat pouring from him.

He picked her up, moving to the bed, and he dropped the both of them down onto it. His hand instantly dropped to her folds, finding the exact spot he identified the other day.

She instantly curled about him, her body coming alive. So damn easy. So ready for him.

His lips worked their way down to her chest, taking a breast into his mouth as he stroked her. Slipping two digits inside of her, drawing her juices forth, playing with how each swipe of his thumb against her nubbin could get her to groan. How every time he slicked one finger, two, three into her, she bucked under him, wanting more.

For as much as he loved drawing this out, her body writhing under him, she started panting, the groans turning into screams as he worked her body.

He set his teeth about her nipple and flickered his thumb hard across her nubbin and she screamed, her body exploding under him as she came.

With his fingers still drawing wave after wave from her, he lifted his head to watch her. The beauty of the release on her face. Still in the throes, her body vibrating under him, she opened her eyes to him. “I want this. I want you.” Her words desperate between gasps for breath, she clamped her hands onto either side of his face. “You. Now.”

No force against it, he followed her order and slammed into her, breaking the barrier he knew would be there. Quick and fast, not delaying the torture of it.

A yelp cut from her mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck, gripping onto him for stability. Then her hips started to move on their own, desperate to draw out her pinnacle, her body still shuddering around him in wild swells.

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