Page 86 of Her Duke's Second Chance

This time, he was the one to pull back…but only far enough to look into her eyes.

“Are you comfortable with this? Do you want me to stop?”

She shook her head mutely but emphatically. Lifting her chin, she closed her eyes and pursed her lips, encouraging him to kiss her some more.

“I love how eager you are,” he laughed softly before seizing her bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth.

She whimpered, pressing herself against his muscular body and encircling his shoulders with her arms.

He sucked her bottom lip until it was rosy and swollen. He captured her mouth again and smoothly slid his tongue into it, licking the lingering taste of wine and chocolate from her tongue.

She moaned deeply into his hungry mouth. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders as she pulled him closer, and leaned back until her head touched the pillows.

He put his hands on either side of her, adjusting himself so he could loom over her without applying his full weight.

Her kisses became more passionate as she abandoned caution and submersed herself in the desire that burned between them like an electric storm.

She explored the expanse of his back, relishing its powerful broadness, and ran her fingertips across his tight skin, along the rippling musculature that lay beneath.

Robert swung one knee onto the bed, pulling her towards its center to make room for him to straddle her. He gently drew a line from her throat to her heaving breasts and circled her sensitive, hardened nipples. Georgiana’s groin clenched and shearched towards him as he rhythmically squeezed and kneaded her breasts with his powerful hands.

Suddenly, he pulled his mouth away from hers and sat up.

“I do not know the proper way to ask you this, but since last night was your first time… are you… all right?”

Her eyes widened and she blushed at his question.

“Oh. Yes, I am quite all right. In that respect.”

He released a relieved breath and nodded a few times. “That is good. I fear I was…a bit rough with you.”

“No. I… I rather liked it,” she admitted.

A wicked smile formed on his lips. “Tell me what pleases you and demand that I do it to you.”

Her eyebrows shot up. “What?”

He leaned in and planted a long, searing kiss on her lips.

“Go ahead, darling. Demand your pleasure,” he purred. Georgiana shivered with the growing desire between her legs.

“If you insist,” she began nervously and exhaled before continuing, “Idemandthat you use your tongue on me.”

He bit his lip in excitement. “As you wish, Your Grace.”

He sidled downwards to bracket her thighs, pulling her gown up as he went until it was bunched at her waist. Placing her legs on his shoulders, he lowered his head until it was level with the apex of her trembling thighs. He parted her legs with a practiced hand and coursed his hot tongue across her eager entrance.

Georgiana gasped as a bolt of pleasure shot through her groin and down her legs. She closed her eyes and reflexively curled her toes to contain the glorious sensation.

Robert traced the outer folds of her waiting cavern with his tongue and nipped her hardened pearl with his teeth. Georgiana yelped and pressed his head between her raised hips in a plea for more. She ached to be filled; her burgeoning need stripping away any remaining shreds of modesty as she pursued euphoria.

His wet, hot tongue roved across the inner folds of her sanctum as he sucked, nibbled and licked her sopping core. Georgiana howled with unrestrained pleasure.

“Please,” she demanded hoarsely, thrusting her hips towards him.

“Do you want me inside of you, my sweet?” he asked.

“Yes. Now. Come here,” she breathed, and pulled impatiently on his shoulders.

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