Page 24 of The Duke's Virgin

“Sweet girl,” he murmured.

I blushed, self-consciousness settling in. I was two seconds from apologizing—had I messed things up?

But then he moved down, and I gasped as he caught my left nipple between his teeth, like he had every intention of starting all over again.

And clearly, he did, paying my left nipple the same attention he’d given my right, but this time, the ache between my thighs went unrelieved, even as I wiggled and arched up against him. Each pull of his mouth, each scrape of his teeth added to that ache, like an invisible cord had been stretched between my nipple and my clitoris, and each successive touch had that cord drawing tighter and tighter.

The wetness, the ache between my thighs had me clenching my knees together. Shyness and nervousness kept me from blurting out,Canwedoitnow?

That was exactly what I wanted, though. That orgasm, shattering as it had been, hadn’t been enough, and I wanted more, more, more…

Groaning, I gripped his shoulders, nails biting into the fabric of his shirt.

How much more of this was I going to have to take? How much more of thiscouldI take?

He lifted his head, and I found him smiling at me.

“What’s that sound for?” he asked before blowing a puff of air over my right nipple.

I whimpered and pushed my fingers into his hair, tugging him closer without thinking.

He resisted. Cupping my breast in his hand, he tugged on my nipple and that damn cord that ran all the way through my belly down to my clit twanged again, sending a pulse shuddering through my body.

“What was that noise for, Stacia? Are you not enjoying this?”

I could tell by the look in his eyes he knew better.

“You’re teasing me,” I said. The words came out harsh, accusatory.

“No.” He rubbed his lips over mine. “I’m seducing you.”

“Is there a difference?”

He moved then, settling between my thighs and rocking. “You’re already so fucking wet,” he murmured, lids drooped low. A shudder raced through his body, and he pumped against me, the ridge of his cock dragging the silk of my panties back and forth over swollen, slick flesh. “I can feel it.”

He moved again, and another one of those strange noises escaped me. I sounded wanton and crazed.

Abruptly, he stopped and shoved off the bed, standing at the side. Confused, I lurched up onto my elbows and stared at him. Had I done something wrong?

He wasn’t smiling now. The predatory, dangerous intensity on his face had my breath hitching. “You want to know if there’s a difference between seduction and teasing. Should I show you?”

I wasn’t sure if I should answer that, but Luka didn’t bother to wait for an answer as he stripped out of his shirt, then reached for his belt. He didn’t take it off, merely left it hanging open before freeing the button of his trousers and moving to drag the zipper down.

My face felt hot, and I was breathing far faster than I should. By the time he had freed his cock and wrapped his hand around the base, I thought I might hyperventilate.

Amber eyes bored into mine. He began to stroke, fist going up and then down, a slow, lazy pattern. Even though he wasn’t touching me, every inch of my skin felt super-sensitive, too tight for my body. The blood in my veins grew warm, then hot, then what must surely be close to boiling.

Without realizing I’d done so, I sat up, staring as he pumped his cock. I clenched the silk comforter in my fists, kneading at it as I shifted, trying to ease the ache between my thighs.

“Do you see the difference, Stacia?” he asked, voice raspy now.

Maybe I could, although I wasn’t sure I could explain it.

I gave him a slow nod, although I wasn’t entirely sure I should—what if he stopped?

He didn’t. He smiled once more, but this was an arrogant smile, and everything in me quivered, readied, even as I watched and licked my lips, staring at the head of his cock as his fist slowly swallowed it again and again.

Luka noticed. His eyes dropped lower and settled on the apex of my thighs. “Tease me, Stacia. Lay back and spread your thighs and slip your fingers inside your panties. Tell me how wet your cunt is.”

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