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“Turn.”
I turned and he immediately slid the scarf over my eyes and tied it behind my head. It was firm enough to squeeze lightly so it wouldn’t fall, but not so tight that it was uncomfortable. He brushed the hair away from my nape and placed a kiss at the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder. I felt him tug on the zipper at the side of my dress and he slid the straps off my shoulders. He pushed the dress down so that it pooled at my feet.
“Lift your foot,” he said.
I did as he bid and stepped out of the dress.
He stood at my back, close enough that I could feel the abrasive leather cut against my skin. His hands cradled my hips and then skated up my chest to caress my breasts. His thumbs swiped over my nipples, causing them to harden.
He pulled me back against him. One hand teased my breast, while the other moved down to play between my legs.
“You’re ready to come, aren’t you?”
His low voice tormented my heightened senses.
I nodded.
“You want me inside you,” he rasped.
I nodded again.
He sank his finger into the seam of my body and I shuddered around him, but still didn’t come. I clenched, silently demanding more.
Duke removed his finger.
“On the bed, Willa,” he said. “On your stomach.”
He gently pushed between my shoulder blades, forcing me down.
The comforter was soft and warm, the air was cool, and I was primed for pleasure.
I listened intently as Duke was undressing and realized he was taking his time, seemingly drawing this out for his own amusement.
He’d left me aching and unfulfilled, reducing me to a quivering, frustrated mess.
The bed sank beneath me and then his hands were on the back of my calves. He massaged them as he trekked higher, spreading me as he went.
“I wish I had a headboard to tie you to,” he growled against my ear. “Then you’d truly be at my mercy.”
“I’m at your mercy now,” I gasped when I felt the hard length of him press against me.
“I like you this way. Splayed out, all but begging me for it.”
“Is that what it’ll take?” I gritted out. “Begging you?”
Smack!
“Ow!” I yelled.
He smacked my ass again. “Hush, Willa.”
Duke rubbed the sting away with his strong hands until my skin was warm with pleasure. Desire bloomed in my belly and I widened my legs in anticipation of what was coming.
“You love this,” he rumbled, dipping his fingers between my thighs. “You’re soaking wet.”
He worked a finger in and out of me until I was slippery and shaking. I bit my lip to stifle my cry when he removed his finger.
But then he glided his finger between the cheeks of my ass. I gasped at the new, invasive feeling, but I trusted Duke and I wanted him more than any man I’d ever been with. He went slow and not very deep, letting me adjust to the new sensation. I let out a low moan.
