Page 46 of Five Ways to Bed a Duke

“Richard,” she moaned when he continued his ministrations. “Please.”

She didn’t know what she was begging for, but her body was taut with tension, and she knew he was the only one who could give her release.

He kissed his way further down, lifting her dress and then running his hands up her inner thighs. At the shocking sensation, she closed her legs, but he shook his head at her.

“Relax, darling.” He smiled. “I don’t intend to steal your virtue. Thoroughly.”

She wanted to, but her brain could barely process the shivers racking her body as his fingers played a dangerous game on her inner thigh.

When they moved higher to her slit, her hips bucked of their own accord.

“Richard.”

“I’m here, my dear.”

His fingers moved over her womanhood again, and she squirmed at how damp she felt. It was so embarrassing, so she tried shutting her legs again.

His eyes met hers, and seeing the confusion there, he smiled and leaned his forehead against hers.

“You are doing beautifully, darling,” he reassured her. “I know this must be foreign to you, but you are making me rethink my decision not to ruin you.”

“So, it’s good?” Catherine asked, unable to meet his eyes.

She didn’t want to see any hint of disappointment that he might want to cover up with a compliment just so she didn’t stop.

“It’s perfect. You are perfect.”

She reddened again and nodded, opening her legs once more.

Richard smiled at her, nipping her lower lip playfully, but he didn’t dwell on it. His hand moved back over her womanhood as he played with the bundle of nerves that had her clapping a hand over her mouth so she didn’t scream and holding on to the desk for dear life so she didn’t throw herself off.

He slipped a finger inside her, groaning at the snug warmth, and set a steady pace that had her writhing underneath him. Her hand moved from her mouth to his arm as he did deliciously wicked things to her.

He laughed, but the sound was strained. His entire body was taut with tension, but he made no move to do anything more with her.

He kissed her again, moving down her body till he knelt between her legs, seeing her so intimately.

“Richard, you shouldn’t…”

“I believe there are many things we shouldn’t have done that we have now, darling. What’s one more?”

His voice was full of mirth that had her giggling and relaxing too.

“You are a terrible influence,” she scolded playfully.

“Only on people that I like.”

She tried not to dwell on his words, but her heart swelled at the thought that he actually liked her. She wasn’t a fool that she didn’t know whatever this was, was nothing to him, but somewhere inside her, she hoped he’d care for her beyond just using her body.

“But you really shouldn’t see me there,” she protested again, biting her lip.

Richard rolled his eyes and kissed the inside of her knee. “I have wanted—no,cravedtasting you since the moment I smelled your desire. It would kill me now if you deny me this pleasure.”

How was a woman to refuse when he pleaded so nicely?

Catherine nodded and bit her lip, tensing up as she braced herself for the unfamiliar sensation.

Shame washed over her as he lowered his face to her womanhood, and she closed her eyes, not wanting to see his reaction.

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