Page 55 of Claimed By the Beastly Duke

He backed her up against the wall, slowly so that she did not feel the impact.

She unconsciously bit her lower lip, and her body grew warm as her eyes drifted to his lips, tracing the seam. How they curved just at the right place, and how they were presently leaning towards her.

She closed her eyes and kissed him more passionately this time.

“I want you, Ava,” Edwin groaned.

His hands roamed over her body as his lips moved from her mouth to her jaw and then her neck. He pressed a featherlight kiss to the side of her neck, making her back arch, then a wet kiss that made her entire body shiver.

“Edwin!” she moaned.

Her body tingled, racked with sensations she had never experienced before. His lips moved from her neck to her collarbone, trailing kisses across it.

Ava shivered. She pressed herself against him. She needed to be closer to him.

She raised her leg and wrapped it around his hip, pulling him closer.

As though he had been expecting this, Edwin placed his hand on her bared thigh, caressing it as he trailed kisses from her collarbone to her shoulder.

Her thighs were aflame as he traced his fingers lazily across them and made his way up.

When his fingers finally found her folds, she gasped.

Her sex pulsed in anticipation. She could no longer take it; her senses were heightened. She wanted him to touch her there.

Ava bucked her hips, thrusting them towards his hand.

“Hush,” he murmured. “Don’t be so eager.”

“Edwin, please,” she cried.

“Since you ask so nicely, I may grant your wish,” he said, chuckling.

She could tell that he was enjoying this—enjoying making her beg.

He suddenly got down on his knees and pushed her skirts up to her hips. “Beautiful,” he breathed.

Then, he planted a light kiss on her thigh, making her squirm.

He kissed upward ever so slowly until he stopped at her mound. It was torture. Ava wanted him to bring her relief, and yet he seemed to relish bringing her so close to the edge.

She cried with relief when his mouth finally closed around her bud.

He licked and sucked on her with such enthusiasm that her body pulsed with need. He was slow at first, and it felt rather good.Soon enough, however, he picked up pace, and her pleasure heightened.

Ava arched her back and groaned.

The pleasure was becoming far too much, far too intense. She squirmed away, trying to escape, but he pinned her hips in place.

She had never known pleasure like this. It built up inside her ever so slowly until it reached a precipice, then it crashed over her in waves.

“Edwin,” she moaned as she bucked her hips one last time.

Her body trembled, before Edwin finally released her. Her legs could not quite hold her up, and she slid down the wall. She breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling as she tried to compose herself.

Edwin planted kisses on her forehead, and when she finally looked up at him, he had a proud smile on his face.

It was strange. She had seen him laugh quite many times, but this time his smile reached his eyes. It seemed genuine.

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