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Rathe was the kind of man she hadn't even known existed. He was the opposite of Bartholomew, but unlike Professor Byron—-Rathe was the real deal. His soft-spoken ways and courteous manners were not a sham but a product of his upbringing. He held a position of power and authority, also like her stepfather, but unlike the latter, Rathe saw no need to abuse this.

He wasperfect...

And when she finally heard the door to her hotel suite open and Rathe come striding in...

!@#$%!&^

When it came to the sheer gorgeousness of the duke's looks, her vocabulary failed her like always, and Mary felt her throat turn dry as the distance between them gradually shrunk.

Rathe was already standing next to Mary's bed when he saw the look of desire on her face. "Mary..."

The warning in his tone was already evident, but...

"I just really miss you," she said helplessly.

A slight smile curved over his lips. "Is that true? Do you truly missme...or something by me?"

Mary shook her head. "Neither."

Rathe raised a brow. "Is that so?"

"What I miss...is somethingofyou."

Her hand was already moving as she spoke, and all the duke could do was suck his breath in when he felt Mary reach for the zip of his pants.

"You shouldn't...fuck..."

Rathe could only groan the words out as he felt her fingers curl around his erection. This was the first time she had ever touched him like this, and as much as her touch made his body burn with need—-

Mary's gaze flew up to him when his fingers wrapped around her wrist.

"Please..."

The soft entreaty in her voice nearly killed him.

"Please, Rathe. I g-get it that we c-can't have sex yet, but p-please...I know you can m-make something happen b-between us."

His control finally snapped, with Mary once again succeeding in making him break his own promise.

Fuuuuuck.

Mary's heart raced as Rathe slowly taught her how to stroke his cock. His erection was so much bigger and longer than she ever imagined. It was like holding a steel rod between her fingers, with how unbelievably hard and smooth his cock was at the same time.

The duke's cock throbbed more and more violently in her grip as she learned how to properly arouse him, and she felt herself starting to get wet between her legs. Seeing him react so powerfully to her touch was almost surreal, and when she was unable to resist the temptation of stealing a peek at Rathe's gorgeous face—-

Oh!

The desire stamped over the cool, hard edges of his features made Mary's cunt grow slicker with need, and before she realized what she was doing—-

A hiss escaped between Rathe's lips as Mary suddenly swallowed the entire length of his erection.

"Mary, what the hell..."

One of his hands ended up slamming against the wall behind her bed's headboard for balance...while his other hand ended up gripping her by the hair.

She was so damn new to this, dammit. The only right thing to do was to pull away, but when he felt her start to suck on his cock so damn eagerly...

Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck.

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