Page 56 of My Blind Duke
“Satisfied?” he asked, voice low.
Prudence nodded, enraptured by the manly feel of him. His muscles rippled beneath her touch, and his skin was littered with small scars and faded burns, telling the story of a man whose life had been anything but easy.
“While I am glad you seem to appreciate my body, I would prefer it if we can move things along. Do not worry, I am more than happy to take off my garments whenever you wish to see me,” he told her with a grin, caressing her thigh and pretending that he did not know that with every stroke, his fingertips brushed the spot between her legs.
“How gracious of you,” Prudence mumbled, gasping when he finally stopped teasing and sank a finger into her.
Her hands found purchase on his shoulders and she clung to him, exhaling as he thrust his finger in and out of her. His shoulders were incredibly strong, the muscles taut as she held on for dear life.
“Relax, my sweet,” he mumbled against the shell of her ear and pressed a kiss below it.
“I am trying – oh!” she whimpered as he slipped another finger into her, pulling both of them out just slightly before he pressed them back inside with full force.
“Y-Your Grace, please,” she begged, half whining.
“As much as I love it when you call me that, I think it is high time you called me by my name,” William said to her.
Prudence shook her head, holding onto him.
“Why not? I think we are long overdue, in fact. Call me by my name, and tell me what you want, darling.”
He crooked his fingers slightly, smirking when she let out a whimper, ignoring the bite of her nails digging into his skin.
“Say my name, Prudence. Or I will stop.”
“No!” she gasped, burying her face in his neck. “I – please. Please, William… I want more.”
His hand delicately cupped her chin and he raised her face to his, kissing her deeply.
“All right, vixen. Whatever you want.”
He latched his lips to hers as he began to thrust his fingers into her more insistently. His movements were almost rough as hewent in and out of the folds, stroking the bright embers of desire within her. William swallowed every sound she made, and she felt him grin against her cheek when her body wound up tightly and then the next moment, ripples of shock seemed to be going through her.
“There, there,” he muttered softly, petting her through it. “I love it when you come for me like a good girl.”
He kissed her again, this time slowly and lingering, almost as though he did not want her to leave.
“What about you?” Prudence mumbled against his lips.
He leaned back with a look of confusion etched onto his handsome features. Blushing, Prudence continued, reaching for the button of his breeches as she said,
“You are not satisfied, right? I can help if you–”
He quickly grabbed onto her hand, his voice sounding gruff as he told her,
“Do not. We should not.”
Prudence wanted to argue, but then he pulled away and helped her adjust her dress as best as he could before she could even think of what to say.
Then he escorted her to the door, saying nothing until they arrived at the entrance of the study.
“I will be going on a trip in a few days. While I am gone, the estate will be in your care. Look after things in my stead, will you?”
Prudence frowned at how easily he forgot what had just transpired between them, but she felt too tired to do much other than nod.
“Thank you,” he said, a little too earnest to be talking about her role as the primary guardian of the estate. “I shall return as quickly as I can.”
“Of course, Your… William. I shall ensure everything is in order upon your return.”
