Page 50 of A Virgin for the Duke of Ash

He sawed his finger through her weeping slit, watching her quickly come undone. He pressed against the pearl of her desire, and she became a sobbing mess. When he clamped his mouth on her exposed breast, sucking on her stiff nipple, his teeth scraping against it, she shattered on his hand with a strangled gasp.

Her body sagged against him, but he was not done with her. Not yet.

With his fingers, he wrenched yet another climax from her until she sobbed helplessly into his shoulder, her entire frame trembling with the fierceness of the sensations that coursed through her.

He waited until her breath evened out, but even then, she wobbled dangerously on her legs, clutching at him for support.

“Dear God in heaven,” she murmured, looking a little dazed. “What wasthat?”

“That, my sweet, is what happens when you push a man too far.”

The sultry look she shot him made him want to take back his words. Somehow, he felt that she was only going to attempt more of the same.

“Are you all right?” he asked her.

“I am not sure I could walk properly for a good long while,” she joked.

He shot her a look, and she immediately sobered up.

“Never provoke me like this again, Evelyn,” he warned her.

Tonight would go down as yet another event that shouldneverhave happened.

I should have stopped at a kiss!

Better yet, he shouldnothave kissed her at all. He should have known by now that her lips contained a drug far more potent than anything he could get from the black market with shady deals and exorbitant amounts of money.

When she ran off into the woods, he had followed her mostly out of a need to keep her safe. The shadows were not exactly a good place for women, especially wide-eyed innocents like Evie.

“But what if I want to?” she asked him, pouting like a petulant child.

His lips thinned into a grim line. “Then I highly advise you not to consider that line of thought.”

He felt her stiffen at his side. He could see the light in her eyes dimming, and he wanted to kick himself for causingthat.

“In that case,” she told him flippantly, “I thank you for your assistance with my… situation earlier. You need not accompany me. I can walk on my own.”

Walk on her own? The woman could hardly stand on her legs after the climax he wrenched out of her!

His little fawn was stubborn to her wet, dripping core.

He said nothing as he took her back to her friends, only to find just Scarlett alone in the crowd, standing precisely where he and Evie had left her and Phoebe earlier to talk to Mr. Turner.

The redhead looked at Evie, and then her gaze knowingly flicked to Daniel. He only stared stoically back at her, silently warning her to keep her mouth shut.

I swear that damned vixen says the first thing that spouts off the top of her head!

He was not about to trust Lady Scarlett with any of his secrets, but Evie adored her. But then again, Evie always thought the best of everyone. She had even given that bastard Sidmouth thebenefit of the doubt when he had been ogling her and her dowry since the start of the Season.

“Are you all right, my dear?” the redhead asked Evie. “You look a little… pale. Shaken up. You know what I mean.”

His betrothed managed a shaky smile. “I am fine. The fireworks just scared me a little, that is all.”

“Oh.” Scarlett nodded empathetically. “These things can be extremely overwhelming, would you not agree, Your Grace?”

Daniel only scowled at her.

Evie immediately rushed to his defense. “Fortunately, His Grace has been most considerate by helping me through it all.”

---