Page 21 of Misadventures with a Duke

But not even now.

There is no more pausing for “time out.” No more “letting up” to catch my breath. The enchantress, with her curls and curves and gasps and writhes, weaves a thickening spell around my senses…and the flesh still buried within her.

“Magique. I do not think I can—”

My choked groan cracks the air. My cock jerks of its own accord. It has become an organ under its own volition, ripped from the moors of my mind and speeding toward the siren call of her hot, undulating core. Mon dieu, no wonder she is evoking secret Trojans. Surely she was Helena in another life and it was these walls that distracted those poor idiots from the mission. Little shock they were slaughtered.

Shreds that pale in comparison to how she is ripping up my restraint.

“Oh…my word!”

“Mmm.” I suckle the pillow of her bottom lip. “And what word would that be, my love?”

“More. Please! Just…right now…more of that. All of that, pl—”

A high cry from her, as soon as my shaft obeys her pretty plea. I swell and pulse, commanding every remaining corner of her sweet core.

“My sweet lord, Monsieur De Leon, who the hell taught you that nifty trick?”

“Hmm.” I tighten my buttocks and swivel my hips, savoring the new shivers it all prompts from her. “Perhaps I have borrowed some sorcery somewhere, as well.”

Her head arches back, putting an indent in the pillow. “Okay. Th-That works for me. Oh. Ohhh…wait.” Her breath hitches as I pull out and then slam back in, smacking her flesh with twice the force as before. “That works even better. Oh shit, mister!”

As soon as her deep greens flash up at me, I am ready with a darker stare…a tougher thrust. It is a marvelous thing to watch her jaw drop and her cheeks darken.

“Good?” I growl. “Talk to me, sweet lily.”

“Can’t…we just…discuss the talking thing later?” she stammers. “Because buddy, right now I just need—oh dear God!”

Her gasp comes courtesy of the new push I give with my pelvis. But only a push. Just a sample, reminding her drenched walls of exactly what made them that way.

“You need what, ma magnifique?” As a rasp invades my voice, her eyelashes flutter in surprise. She has the right to see her power over me, and I expose it to her in full. “Please, my beauty. Tell me all of it. Give me your filthy, fascinating words. The sorcery of your syllables…”

“Yes. Fine.” She gasps. “But your cock first!”

I work a little more of myself into her. “You get it when I say you get it. Your words first.”

“Damn it!” She locks her heels against my backside, attempting to force her agenda that way. “You don’t understand!”

“Oh, but I do.” I smirk without letting the mirth climb to my eyes. “What do you think obsesses me during those long nights on patrol for Louis? How do you think I get through the weeks of waiting, having to sneak peeks at you through the palais salon windows? Cherishing the days when the weather clears and you are asked to stroll with the ladies in the garden? Counting the hours, minutes, and seconds until time is on my side and gives you back to me?”

“Time.” Her echo is more air than sound, once more spoken at some invisible entity in the room. “Not sure whether to thank or curse that bastard at the moment.”

I smile. “More bees with honey, ma chérie.”

“Not craving honey, Desperado.”

“Then what do you desire, little lily?”

One edge of her mouth quirks up. “Why don’t I just show you, duke of wonder?”

Before I can help it, my grin expands to a laugh. But also before I can help it, she again upends my expectations. I am shoved up enough to be free from her entrance, but not from her ministrations. A groan escapes as my cock is encased in new pressure. The long massages of her fingers… Mon dieu. Every inch of me stiffens beneath her intensely perfect strokes. Lust clouds my logic. The strength leaves my limbs.

She knows it at once. And, because of that, is able to topple me onto my back.

Where I receive every affirmation that I have followed her to heaven.

Nothing else makes sense once she switches the grip on my shaft. As she replaces her fingers with her mouth.