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The rough denim grazed me in all the right places.
He rocked against me for a few moments until I was gasping.
Duke backed away, but only so he could turn me, our faces reflected in the mirror. His eyes were dark with intense desire and mine were wild. My skin was already flushed.
His fingers went to the button of my jeans and he lowered my zipper. Then he glided his fingers into my panties.
“Jesus, you’re fucking wet,” he growled against my neck.
He swirled the tip of his finger between my folds and pressed against the most sensitive, aching part of me.
I backed up against him as he held me with one hand, pleasuring me with the other. Our gazes remained locked on one another in the mirror, my cheeks flushing with need.
The hours of stolen looks and days of postponed lust culminated between my legs. Just as I was on the verge of coming, Duke withdrew his finger.
“You fucker,” I ground out.
He chuckled as he shoved my jeans down around my ankles, taking my black lace thong with them.
I heard the clanging of his belt as he undid his buckle.
“Grip the counter,” he rasped. “And bend over. I’m going to fuck you raw.”
“Duke,” I pleaded.
“I haven’t been with anyone since you, Willa. I don’t want anyone else. Fuck.”
“Yes,” I begged. “Fuck me raw.”
The head of his shaft teased my entrance and then he thrust into me.
It burned as he stretched me from this angle and I hissed.
“Sorry, baby,” he growled.
“Don’t stop.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he gritted.
He slammed into me from behind, again and again. I watched in the mirror, not believing this was us.
I took one of my hands off the counter and was about to slide it between my legs when Duke growled, “No. That’s for me to do.”
I put my hand back on the counter and arched my back, wanting him to hit the perfect spot that would make me detonate around him.
One of his hands reached around me to tease me. The other went to my neck where he gave my throat a slight squeeze as he pulled me toward him.
The power he had over my body was unimaginable. I didn’t have to worry about my pleasure. Duke would take care of me.
He always took care of me.
“Come for me, baby. Let me feel you,” he whispered against my ear.
Duke ground his fingers against me at the same time he squeezed my neck. It was the perfect cocktail my body needed and I came with a soft moan.
With his hand still around my neck, his fingers playing with me, and him buried inside me, he came with his own shuddering release.
He dropped his hand from around my throat but made no move to leave.
