Page 63 of A Sinful Virgin for the Duke

“You’re so good for me, following my orders,” he said, his words delivering delicious shivers from the back of her neck down to the base of her spine and into her buttocks.

She looked down at his bare torso and slowly ran her right thumb from the hollow in his neck, down the ripples of his muscled abdomen, across his belly button and down to the placewhere his breeches interrupted her travels. He was built like a live version of the Greek statue of Adonis—all sinew, bones, taut muscles under soft, smooth skin, and downy expanses of soft fur.

Frederick lifted her in his arms, her legs wrapping around his hips as he moved them both to the bed. He lay her down in front of him and untied the string around his hips as he opened the front of his breeches.

Glimpsing the hair around his navel, her only desire was to see more of him. He smirked down at her, his hair wild and his eyes filled with lust as he leaned over her, his hands at either side of her hips.

“Open your legs.”

She complied as he slipped his breeches off and kneeled between her legs. She could feel him now, his hands slipping the hem of her gown over her knees and thighs. His rough hands made her shiver and he smirked again, pressing roughly between her legs.

“Mmm, very good.”

She whimpered as he placed the length of his body over hers. She could feel the rigidity of his member as it pushed against her inner thigh. Frederick repositioned himself. Gemma was shocked at the size and warmth of his erection as it pressed eagerly upon her most private and sensitive area.

She bit her lip when his fingers roamed up her hips and over her curves. He pulled down the collar of her gown, ardently kissing and licking her collarbone and shoulder before he plunged his face between the swell of her breasts. The roughness of his facial stubble electrified her as she combed her fingers impatiently through his thick, black hair.

“Touch me,” he demanded, leaning away from her breasts to stare into her eyes.

She was hesitant, unsure how to touch him, but he guided her, his eyes dark with want as her fingers roamed over his bare shoulders, through the hair on his chest, and over his stomach as he moaned lowly.

“Hurts?” she asked, surprised by the groan in his throat.

“No. It is good. Touch me…”

“I am…”

“There… touch methere.”

He pressed between her legs and pushed her hand down to his throbbing staff and she understood, seeing his full body now as he leaned back to allow her to take all of him in.

It was beautiful, her fingers tracing the swollen and rigid muscle and flesh. As her hand wrapped around him he bucked involuntarily, his face creased with unrestrained pleasure.

“Stroke, slowly.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Good girl.”

She grasped his thick girth lightly at first, realizing that its size was increasing as she stroked him more quickly and firmly.

She wondered if it would hurt her down there but was deeply aroused by the thought of having him inside her.

Gemma increased the grip on his engorged member as his hips gyrated with pleasure. Frederick’s lips captured hers in a rough kiss, then lowered his head to suckle at her nipples.

“Ah…”

“Does it feel good?

“Y-yes.”

“Brace yourself, darling,” he ordered, his fingers slipping down over her hips as she stroked him.

He pulled her hands together, then curled his fingers around both of her wrists and pinned her arms above her head with one strong hand.

With an expectant sigh he slowly spread the lips of her waiting cavern, parting them gently and circling her outer folds. Gemma bucked and moaned with the shock of unexpected pleasure, the space between her legs growing moister with every circle of his fingers.

He moved to the center of her thighs and stroked lazy circles within them until his fingers touched her precious nub. He rubbed it with his thumb, slowly increasing his speed as Gemma cried out and writhed her hips forward to drive herself more firmly into his hand. The speed of his thumb increased again, rotating quickly across her nub as she let out a scream of ecstasy.

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