Page 10 of The Duke and the Widow
ThetensioninJames’shoulders released as soon as she agreed to continue their arrangement. He wasn’t certain what he would have done if she had sent him on his way, or worse, laughed or mocked him. His breeches were already stretched to their limit, and he could hardly wait for what they would do together.
“Have you ever seen a naked woman, Duke?”
He shook his head. “Only drawings and statues.”
“Well, we should rectify that now. Should we not?” she asked, untying the sash that held her robe closed.
Clasping the sides of her robe, she held it closed. “Sit on the edge of the bed, Duke.”
He finished removing the coat she had unbuttoned and then shucked his waistcoat and cravat and tossed them aside before sitting where she told him to.
“Go ahead and remove your boots, too,” she commanded.
He rid himself of his boots and socks as quickly as he could and fixed his gaze on the perfect, beautiful woman before him. “Can I see you now?”
She moved so she stood before him, just out of reach. Opening the robe, she let each sleeve fall from her arms and the satin pooled around her feet when it hit the floor. James’ breath caught at the sight of her form beneath the sheer material and the throb between his legs ached.
Reaching for his falls, he unfastened the first button.
“Not yet, Your Grace.”
He groaned and moved his hands back to his sides. “Rosina…”
She bunched the fabric of her night rail at her sides and then pulled it over her head, leaving her naked before him. The sight of her left him speechless, a wave of intensity crashing over him. She was an ethereal goddess. Her blond hair kissed the globes of her full breasts, and her trim waist curved into hips he had the strongest urge to grip. His gaze settled on the nest of curls that hid the place he most desired to touch and explore.
His cock would surely finish the job he started if his buttons didn’t hold out.
She stepped closer to him, positioning herself between his legs. “Touch me, Duke.”
“Where?” he asked, desiring more than anything to feel the softness of her skin.
“Everywhere,” she whispered.
He immediately raised both hands to cup her breasts. Her skin was just as soft as he knew it would be, and the flesh of her breasts molded to his hands. He massaged them, and she released a whimper when his thumb brushed over her nipple. The skin formed a tight, tempting bud. He brushed his thumb over it again, and a hard jolt shot to his cock when it elicited the same response.
James knew enough from hearing about his friends’ conquests that mouths were used for far more than kissing, and unable to stop himself, he leaned forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her hands shot to his head, and she arched her back with each of his sucks and licks.
“You are a quick study, Duke.”
He shifted his head to give the same attention to her other breast, reveling in the faint taste of the floral notes on her skin. Without warning, she climbed on his lap and straddled him while he remained in an upright position.
“Is there anywhere else you might like to touch?” she asked.
Gripping her hips, he moved one hand to her front and brushed his fingers over the place between her legs. She let him explore on his own, and he shifted his fingers further inside her folds until the tips of his fingers were coated in wetness.
“You are damp there,” he ground out.
“That means I like what you are doing to me, Duke.” She placed her hand over his and urged his middle finger inside of her. His eyes rolled to the back of his head from imagining what his cock would feel like coated in the proof of her desire.
Rosina moved his hand again, urging him to withdraw his finger. She moved his hand further back and placed her finger on top of his middle finger as she pressed it against the tight hole of her arse. He watched her face, and she delighted in what they were doing. He wasn’t certain which part of her intrigued him the most, but he wanted his fingers, tongue, and cock inside all of her.
Moving his hand again, she brought him to a nub at the opening to her slit. She guided him to circle his finger around it and rocked herself against his hand while she did so. “Various combinations of touching me in the places I showed you will bring me to orgasm,” she said between pants.
She moved his hand away from her and returned to a standing position before him and began working the buttons of his shirt as she pressed her lips to his. James instantly parted his mouth to her and swept his tongue inside, taking control of their kiss. She may have given him his first kiss earlier that day, but he wouldn’t be a passive bed partner. His goddess would know that he would be just as passionate of a lover after a bit of guidance.
Once she unfastened the last button, she pushed his shirt off his shoulders. She stood up straight and broke their kiss.
“Now, Duke,” she commanded, “you may free your cock.”
