Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“It doesn’t matter.”
“I know how that goes.”
“Do you?”
I hesitantly asked, “What can I do to help?”
“You wanna help me?”
I purposely shrugged, trying to make him laugh. “I have nothing better to do.”
He finally smirked. At least giving me something, which wasn’t much.
“Come here.”
I didn’t know what to do. I just stared at him.
His hair was disheveled, like he had been pulling at it all day.
His eyes were dark and daunting like he’d been ready to kill.
“I said come here.”
I took a breath and a tentative step in his direction, stopping when I stood in front of his desk.
“Here. Duchess. Come. Here,” he ordered again in a dominant tone that pissed me off but also slightly turned me on.
I rounded the corner and stayed perfectly in place in front of him. He narrowed his eyes at my body, taking me in completely. Even the way he admired me was different. Nice guy Luke wasn’t here at all.
Jameson was.
And that excited me more than anything.
LUKE
The second I saw her walk into my office, I was fucked. It was the last thing I needed to add to an extremely fucked-up night, or maybe it was the best thing.
Either way…
I was still fucked.
I didn’t know what came over me, but the best thing she could do for me at that moment was sit on the edge of my desk. I roughly grabbed her by her waist and placed her on there myself, never getting up from my office chair. I leaned back and took a second to look at her.
To really appreciate the beauty that was this woman.
Her face was flushed.
Her eyes were dilated.
She was a Duchess.
I rubbed my fingers on my lips, contemplating what to do next. I knew what I wanted to do, and as much as I tried to talk myself out of it…
I couldn’t.
The urge was too powerful.
Too consuming.
I leaned forward and untied her black petticoat. It easily fell open. She sat there in nothing but a bra and panties, instantly making my dick hard.
I wanted her so fucking bad.
“I forgot to put clothes on,” she joked to herself.
Nothing was funny about this situation. Not even a little bit. I looked up at her, and she stared down at me.
She wasn’t mine, yet it felt like she was.
I spread her legs open and placed myself between them, holding her waist and locking her into place.
“I don’t like to be taken by surprise.”
“Are you worried I’d catch you with one of your club bunnies?”
“Is that what you think?”
She shrugged.
I leaned in farther, rubbing my cheek against her thigh, never taking my eyes off hers. She watched me with caution and hunger all at once, waiting for my next move. I stood, leaning in close to her lips. I was going to win this power struggle. She needed to understand that when she was with me.
I was the one in control.
“After all this time, you really think I’d be fuckin’ around on you?”
“It’s just sex, Jameson, and I understand that.”
I winced. I couldn’t help it.
“I’m just saying, we barely know each other, and you’re not fucking me, so…”
I whispered close to her lips, barely touching them, but just enough, “Do you have any idea how much I like you?” I stated in a question.
All in one breath, she challenged, “Prove it.”
I growled, kissing my way down her face, neck, and body.
Inch by inch.
Once I was on my knees in front of her, I slid my mouth along the seam of her silk panties.
She swallowed hard, and her mouth parted, once again waiting for my next move. In one quick movement, her panties were off, and her clit was in my mouth as she surrendered to me. I rewarded her by sucking it into my mouth, moving my head up and down and side to side.
It didn’t take long to have her panting.
Moaning.
Falling onto her back.
I rubbed my face all around her cunt, not being able to get enough of her.
“Beg me. Beg me to fuckin’ come.”
I slid my index and middle fingers into her warm, wet heat, aiming them directly at her G-spot.
“Please… please…”
I smiled.
It felt like it was the first time that I truly smiled all night.
My fingers moved faster.
Harder.
More demanding.
I’d never tire of watching her come undone. Her cum started flowing loosely down the sides of my mouth until she screamed out my name. I didn’t give her a chance to recover.
I fucked her with my mouth, tongue, and fingers until she came all down my face, chin, and neck.
And then I did it again.
CHAPTER
TWENTY
DUCHESS
He sat back in his chair and just watched me. Once I came to, I sat up, slightly lightheaded, and he grinned.
His mouth, chin, neck, and the top of his shirt were covered in me, yet he didn’t seem to mind one bit. He wore it like a trophy. I felt like he wanted to drown in my pleasure, and now he was sitting there unashamed by it.