Page 9 of Forbidden Duke
“Sounds good to me.” Donna closed her eyes and lost herself in themoment.
His kiss made her both weak and strong at the same time. The world stopped existing outside of his arms and tonight that was all she needed. She’d let him lead theway.
Blackwell unbuttoned his blue velvet tuxedo jacket as they entered her room at the inn, tucked up near the attic. Four plain white walls, trimmed with dark brown wood, and a full-sized bed in the corner by the picturewindow.
She’d been lucky to get a room in Avce at all considering the influx of tourists around for the wedding. He closed the door behind them and looked around. “It’s so small.” His head almost hit theceiling.
“The bed is big enough for both of us.” She pulled a few pins out of her hair to let it fall loose around hershoulders.
His lips claimed hers and she ached for more. His fingers unzipped her dress and she tensed—would she be good enough for him? He stopped and said against her nape, “You’re beautiful Donna. You knowthat?”
No one else had ever said that to her in such a way. A tingle rushed through her as she took in his massive muscles straining his white silk shirt. Her own body grew hotter. No one like him ever noticed her, but she’d not say that out loud. “Not really, but I feel it, when I’m here with you rightnow.”
He reached for her dress again. “Let me help you so I can seeeverything.”
She nodded and he took it off her. The dress didn’t allow for a bra so he saw all of her right down to her underwear. His eyes widened and he grinned in admiration at herbreasts.
Cheeks flushed, she reached behind her for the switch. “We can turn the lightoff.”
His hands brushed against her heavy breasts and she leaned into him. Her fingers ached to touch him, everywhere, anywhere, but now. “But then I can’t see and your nipples are already tight. Letme…”
“Ohh.” She clutched his coarse thick hair while he suckledher.
A shiver of pleasure rushed through her as her body begged for more. She felt her knees weaken and she needed his strength. She held him close until he picked her up and moved her to thebed.
Every cell in her body begged for his touch, but he backed away to remove his shirt, pants and underwear. Her mouth tingled for his kiss and she held her breath as she stared at him. He truly was magnificent—no other man had his muscles orstrength.
This one night was already better than anything in her experience. The fluttering in her heart left her light-headed and needy for him. She licked her lips until his hands brushed against her and helped her out of herpanties.
If he didn’t take her, she’d be lost in heat and desire. No more foreplay. She needed to be part of him and to sense him inside of her. She wrapped her legs around him and invited him to joinher.
He pressed his body and she moaned, waiting, needing, aching. When he stopped, she took a breath, heavy with desire, and said, “Keep going.Please…”
He quickened the pace and heat surged inside her, firing her nerve-endings and creating a rush of want, and need, for this man. Donna couldn’t think or breathe as she hit a peak. She clutched the bedsheets as she called out, “Blackwell…”
No more words would come. She felt like she’d died and been transported to quivering satisfaction. She couldn’t do more than moan over and over again while the wave of pleasure overwhelmedher.
Replete, she fell beside him on the bed and held him, not wanting to let go of her handsome duke that was better than anyprince.
He kissed her forehead and adjusted her under the blankets. “It’s okay to restDonna.”
She normally did not sleep after sex, but right now, she gratefully snuggled in his arms, her eyes closed, her body lax with trust and sateddesire.
Blackwell was the perfectstranger.
