Page 66 of An Accidental Bride for the Duke
She looked down at the top of Philip’s head as he continued to pleasure her. She bit into her lips, her mind racing as a thought came to her. She did not know if it made sense. If it was too much or too soon. All she knew was that she wanted it.
“Philip…” she moaned.
“Yes?”
“I… I want… I want…” She groaned as she felt his fingers rub her swollen clit. “I want to… to help you.”
He pulled back and looked up at her. “Help me?”
“Yes,” she said. Her eyes then flicked down to his body, focusing on his crotch. “If that is… if you do not mind?”
His eyes widened with excitement. “Iris, are you certain that this is your first time?”
“What!”
He laughed. “I am joking. Just as I am only too eager for you to… help me. Here…” Philip pulled his fingers free, all the while keeping a hold of her eyes. His hands moved to his pants, and he was quick to stand as he started to undo them,
“What do I…”
“Stay right there,” he commanded her. He unclasped his pants and let them fall to the floor. Iris’ eyes widened when she saw his manhood spring forth, sticking out hard and thick and swollen.
Iris had never seen such a thing before. She did not know what she liked or didn’t like. What she was meant tofeel. All she knew in that moment, with how her body was trembling, was that she wanted Philip. She wanted all of him.
“Here…” Philip took her hands as he sat himself back down. “On your knees.” There was an edge to his voice.
“My knees…”
“Yes,” he said firmly.
Her eyes found his member again. It was sticking up, throbbing as if it called to her. She licked her lips, not knowing what to do, only that she wanted to do it. Thus, Iris found herself falling to her knees before her husband.
He stroked the side of her face and dipped a thumb into her mouth. On instinct, she sucked it and he moaned. “Just like that,” he told her. “Just like that…” Philip pulled his thumb free and took her by the side of the face again. Still holding her eyes, he said, “Do you know what to do?”
“I… I think so…” Her heart crashed through her chest.
He smiled and then he leaned back. “Show me.”
And Iris, body shaking, mouth salivating, heart racing so that she could hardly stand it, did just that.
She reached up and gently wrapped her right hand around Philip’s throbbing member. He stiffened and moaned and shut his eyes. Her own eyes lit up to see how taken he was, how effortlessly he enjoyed just the feel of her. His manhood throbbed in her hand, and she started to stroke it.
“Yes,” he purred, his eyes still closed. “Just like that…”
“You… you like that?” She started to stroke a little faster, licking her lips excited to feel his body respond.
“So much.”
“What about… what about…” She remembered his thumb in her mouth. She remembered his mouth around her own womanhood. “What about this.” And then, not knowing if it was right but knowing that she wanted to try it, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of the duke’s member.
He moaned loudly and one hand found the top of her head.
Iris did not know what she was doing, only that she liked it. She wrapped her lips around him and started to suck. She used her tongue to lick the tip. One hand continued to stroke, and she began to mimic the action with her head.
She let her tongue do the work after that. Still stroking him with one hand, she licked up and down his shaft. Over the head. Her mouth wrapped it again, swallowed as much as she could, pulled back and licked some more. And as she did, Philip moaned and squirmed, and she could literally feel him getting harder and more excited.
Perhaps it was not the same as when he pleasured her. But the power and control she felt in the moment, knowing that she could do as she pleased, was its own type of pleasure.
Iris became lost in the moment. Swallowing as much of him as she could, all the way down so she could not breathe, feeling the duke’s hand on the top of her head, she treated his manhood like a melting iced cream, eager to lick and lap and keep it from dripping.
