Page 88 of Reluctantly Rogue

I’m done.

I don’t care who I am, who she is, why we’re here, what comes tomorrow. Right now, it’s her and me and this bed and no one’s going anywhere for a very long time.

She tosses the peach silk somewhere, but I don’t bother watching. My eyes are glued to the full, firm breasts with the hard, dark pink nipples.

Of course, her tits are perfect. Everything about her is.

My hand is resting high on her hip, the web space between my thumb and finger fitted right along the crease where her thigh turns into her pelvis. Her skin is hot. And I need to touch her.

“Cup your breasts.”

She does without hesitation, plucking at the nipples. She makes a soft moaning sound.

“That’s right. Show me what you like.”

She squeezes her nipples harder.

Fuck, yes.

“I want to suck on you, Duchess. All over. But starting right there.”

She moves one hand. “Yes, please.”

I lean over, bracing a hand by her shoulder. “I’m going to take your shorts off,” I tell her just as I fasten my mouth on her nipple.

I suck hard, lick, then suck again. I slip her shorts down her legs at the same time.

When she’s arching into me and totally bare, I lift my head and look down.

“Fuck,” I breathe out. “You’re exquisite. “

She’s all smooth, lightly tanned skin, perfect curves, and pinkness—sweet, tempting pinkness.

“Touch me more, Jonah,” she says quietly, her legs sliding restlessly on the sheets.

“For sure.” I cup her breast, loving the way she fills my palm, and run my thumb over the tip. Then I run my flat palm down her stomach.

Her stomach tenses and I slide my hand across the smooth skin.

“How many of these do you have?” I ask, reaching for her vibrator.

“Four.”

I look at her in surprise as I pick it up. “And this is your pick? Your favorite?”

“I like all of them.”

“Do you tease your clit with this? Or does it slide inside your pussy? Or a little bit of both?”

It’s slim and simple. There’s no extra attachment for clit stimulation while it’s inserted.

She sucks in a breath. “I mostly like it on my—” She takes a breath. “Clit.”

I swear I get even harder just hearing her say that word.

“That’s fastest,” she adds. “I told you I mostly do it for release.”

I turn it on, the buzzing filling the room. “What do you think about while you use it?”

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