Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 129951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
Did he…
Did he…!
…force me to take that walk?
Doing it so he could win our game?
One I didn’t know (okay, I did) we were playing?
“You’re a jerk, my Lord Duke,” I tried to snap, but considering I was pretty breathless, it came out breathy.
He smiled a slow, wicked smile that reminded me of my first impression of him.
The villain.
The marauder.
The rogue.
My panties flooded.
He bent his head and kissed me.
During the kiss, he turned, fell, I fell with him, and he landed on his back in the bed with me on top of him.
Oo.
Lovely.
I wasn’t on top for long.
He rolled us so he was on top.
He was warm and heavy.
Way lovelier.
We kissed. We touched. We tangled.
This didn’t last long before he got his hands in my cami, shoved it up and, whoosh! it was gone.
His lips hit my neck, trailed down, and they closed around my nipple.
Nice.
I slid my fingers in his hair.
I was so enamored with what his tongue was doing to my nipple, I missed his hand sliding down my belly, into my sleep shorts, but I sure didn’t miss it as it pressed into my panties, down, around, and he sucked hard at my nipple as he filled me with a long finger.
“Oh my God, Battle,” I gasped.
He surged up to take my mouth as he finger-fucked me, and damn, all of that felt good.
And then he was gone.
Entirely.
And then my sleep shorts and panties were gone.
Entirely.
After that, he pulled me to right in his bed, slipped down my body, kissed my stomach, spread my legs, and he went in.
“Oh my God, Battle,” I moaned, sliding my fingers in his hair as he ate me, and damn, damn, damn, the man knew what he was doing.
I undulated under his ministrations, mindlessly begging for more.
Battle gave it to me.
“Baby,” I eventually whispered my warning after he took a hard draw on my clit that was a miracle didn’t wring an orgasm out of me, then dipped his tongue deep into my pussy.
He pushed up to his knees between my legs, then dropped to a hand in the bed to reach to the nightstand.
I reached to his drawstring.
I tugged it loose, pulled his pants down, and his thick, delicious cock sprang forth.
“For fuck’s sake, how are you perfect everywhere?” I complained.
“Lie back, Vivi,” he ordered after he straightened.
I looked up at him. “Are you high?”
He grew visibly confused.
I shifted to all fours, and with zero fanfare, sucked that beautiful big dick deep.
“Bloody hell,” he groaned, his fingers gathering my hair at my nape.
I blew him and I blew him, and then I put more effort into blowing his goddamned mind by blowing him some more.
Eventually, he grasped me under my arms and yanked me up to my knees.
His jaw was hard with the effort of not coming, his pupils were blown, that was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and he made it sexier when he growled, “I’m finishing in you.”
“All righty,” I agreed.
He kissed me, and I knew something else was going on, I heard the foil tear, but I was concentrating on his tongue dueling with mine.
I knew he’d taken care of business when he wrapped an arm around my waist and hauled me up.
I curled my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his hips.
He gazed into my eyes as his other hand moved between us.
And then he dragged me down and filled me.
Oh God.
Beautiful.
Gorgeous.
Life.
My head fell back and then my body fell back because Battle was again on top of me, and he was fucking me.
His eyes holding mine, his hand cupping my jaw in a gesture that was not tender, but claiming (and I adored it), his thumb tight on my lips.
He pressed.
I opened.
He slid his thumb in.
I sucked it hard.
He growled and fucked me harder.
He got my drift when I nipped the pad of his thumb, he pulled it out, I gasped, “Honey,” bucked under him, curled my arms and legs tighter around him, arched my neck back and came.
Blinding…
Earth shaking…
Mindless…
Amazing…
Oblivion.
With a thumb in the flesh under my chin, he pushed my head even further back, bit hard at my neck, I convulsed under him as another orgasm built instantly and washed through so strong, I had to fist a hand in his hair to hold on lest it sweep me away.
And then he filled me, groaning deep and gorgeous, as I held his big body while it shuddered through his orgasm.
He rolled us even before it was fully done, so I was straddling him and lying on him as he finished and came down.
I knew he was out of the thrall when his hands began to meander, though one meandered quickly to my ass and laid claim pretty vehemently, considering the pads of his fingers were pressing into my cleft.
Oh yeah.
The duke really liked my ass.