Page 52 of The Duke and the Accidental Bride

Duncan stepped back and Isabella turned around. He did not ask her to specifically, but she put herself on her hands and knees, facing away from him. She pulled her skirt above her waist, her bare backside presented for him.

She had never felt more vulnerable.

Duncan’s footsteps approached her slowly. She shook as his hand again stroked over her naked skin. She gasped as his fingers moved between her thighs and ran up the inside of her lips. And she moaned when one of those fingers slipped inside of her.

“Urgh...” Her face collapsed to the bed as waves of pleasure shot through her. “Duncan...”

“Look at that,” Duncan purred as his finger continued to slip inside of her. “How wet you already are. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you are enjoying yourself. You really are bad.”

“I am not,” she moaned as her body shook from his touch. “I hate... hate... I hate it.”

“I bet you do,” he chuckled. “Now...” Slowly, his finger slipped back outside, and he wiped it off on her skin. “Are you going to behave?”

“No,” she said with force, and he spanked her. She gasped, and then caught her breath as he slipped his finger inside her again.Slowly and gently, he explored her... stroking with his fingers in a way that had her --

He pulled his fingers out and it felt as if the life was being sucked from her.

“Are you going to behave?” he asked again.

“Never,” she said with bite, bracing as his hand slapped across her naked backside again. His fingers moved to her lips and she closed her eyes and held her breath as the pleasure --

He pulled his fingers back, denying her.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“I would rather die.” A third spank, the hardest yet.

“You simply will not learn,” he growled. “You leave me no choice, Isabella. But remember, you asked for this. Bad girls deserve to be punished.”

“Did wha --” She started as the belt suddenly wrapped itself around her neck. “Duncan? What are you doing?”

“Teaching you how to behave.” The belt made a noose, with Duncan holding onto the other end as if she was a dog being led around the park. “Now...” He pulled on the end of the belt andit tightened around her neck. Not too tight, just enough that she couldfeelit. “Are you going to behave for me?”

“Are you going to make me?”

His laughter was deep. She could hear the excitement in it. She couldfeelwhat he was going to do. Isabella was no expert. This was, in fact, her first time ever with a man. Yet somehow she understood what was about to happen. As if it was instinct.

Slowly, she spread her legs open and arched her back further. She lowered her head, pressing her face against the bedding. She took a breath... and she held it as the anticipation grew inside of her.

Duncan’s pants dropped to the floor.

Again, his fingers traced up the inside of her thighs. She squirmed and writhed as they slipped inside of her. She gasped as he began to move them in and out, testing and teasing and opening her wide. Her entire body trembled. The overwhelming sense of desire that swept her was so intoxicating that she nearly screamed at him to just do it!

“Remember,” he growled. “This is your fault.” Then, without another word, he entered her.

Isabella’s eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. Her body turned stiff. She very nearly bucked and tried to wiggle away. But he had one hand around her waist, while the otherheld the belt, pulling her in closer as his member plunged inside of her, inch by glorious inch.

“Duncan...” she breathed.

“Now...” He pulled on the belt, tightening it around her neck and forcing her head up. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“No,” she moaned. “Never.”

“So be it.”

Duncan began to thrust inside of her. Slow at first; long and deep and hard. Each time he pushed himself deeper, it sent a spike of pleasure through Isabella that had her screaming for more. Sensations of such carnal delight that if she had known how good this would feel...this would have happened a lot sooner than it had.

“Are you going to behave?” he commanded of her, spanking her with his spare hand as he thrust at and pounded her.

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