Page 70 of The Duchess' Replacement

The chant in her head fell from her lips as her hips bucked against his mouth. Beads of sweat gathered on her brow as her eyes clenched and her fingers grasped the duvet cover.

He stoked her fire with every flick and lick of his tongue. She had no idea her body could move and feel like this.

The tension began to build within but this time it felt different than the other night. The tension began to tighten to the point where it almost began to hurt from her clenching all of her muscles.

Charles lightened his pressure. “Relax, love. Let your body go. Remember, I will always have you. I will always take care of you.”

Sarah looked down and froze. She saw a sight that was now forever seared into not only her memory but her very soul.

Charles was looking at her, his green eyes shining back with adoration, his dark hair was disheveled and sticking up, giving him that rakish charm she’d come to love. In that moment she knew no harm would ever come her way if she just gave into him, if she gave into the moment.

If she wanted control, she needed to let go.

She watched as he dipped his head back between her thighs and began kissing her. He spread her legs further and once again her back arched. She dug her heels into the mattress for purchase as the tension once again began its journey through her body.

Only this time, she breathed through it. His soft kisses turned into gentle tugs then sucking. She began to whimper with each change.

He whispered words of encouragement against her. “That’s it. Let your body go, Sarah. I’ve got you.”

Charles’s tongue swiped over her before he began sucking. Each suck pulled her closer to her peak.

The chanting began in her head again as her hips matched his rhythm.

“Yes, Sarah. Feel everything, my darling.”

Darling.

Sarah squeezed her eyes shut as a tidal wave of ecstasy washed over her. Her body was carried away in a rush of euphoria she had never experienced before. She felt as if she was soaring above the clouds and she never wanted to return to earth.

The wave of pleasure began to recede and her body, unfortunately, returned to the room in which they were in.

She opened her eyes to see Charles sitting next to her with a wet towel in his hand.

“The water has gone cold, but it’s the best I have. Just lay still.”

Sarah couldn’t move if the house was on fire. Her muscles were heavy and languid. Laying still was the only thing she could do now.

That is until a cold towel touched her between her thighs where the inferno began. The jump from searing hot flames, to cool water caused her to yelp and jump.

Charles chuckled. “Sorry, my love, you are quite responsive, which I love, but we’ve made quite a mess, so I want to clean you up.”

Sarah licked her dry lips and nodded.

Charles reached behind the basin and brought out a glass of water. “Here, drink this.”

Sarah sighed as the cool liquid replenished her dry throat. She handed him the glass back.

She had a question but she didn’t know how to ask him. Embarrassment colored her cheeks.

Charles dipped his chin. “What is it?”

Sarah grimaced. “It’s just… well, that didn’t feel much of a punishment.”

Charles’ laugh echoed across his room. “Will it make you feel better if I tell you it was a punishment for me?”

Sarah cocked her head in confusion.

He brushed a tendril of hair off of her face. “You have been through a lot these past few days. Once I saw the scratches on your skin, my focus became taking care of you.”

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