Page 33 of Her Seven Nights with the Duke

In place of the anger she’d been expecting, the Duke had flicked his tongue even harder against her clit, sucking it into his mouth. She had never known anything to be quite as good in all of her years.

After the time her friend had told her about touching herself and she’d tried it, Nora had felt so weird that she was quick to discard it as something she wasn’t meant to enjoy.

Now, however, as the Duke’s tongue slipped inside her, slowly moving inside her, and as she felt the heat and roughness of histongue against her clit, she couldn’t. Her perspective on things was forever changed.

The Duke’s expert tongue moved against her clit, sucking it into his mouth once more. He groaned against it, sending vibrations up her body that caused her to shudder.

“Hmm… how absolutely delicious you taste,” he said against her clit.

Nora’s face flushed a deep shade of red, part in embarrassment and part in pleasure. She’d never expected him to say things like that to her, and yet his words made heat pool in her core.

She had never experienced something like this before. She gasped as pressure built inside her. Her hips rolled of their own accord. She had lost control of her body as she struggled to chase after this strange feeling that was shooting through her, elusive and yet carrying a promise of something wonderful.

“There you go. Let your body take control and do whatever you want. Nothing is wrong,” he urged.

The Duke laughed when she pressed his head against her clit, moving her clit against his mouth as she moaned his name over and over again, unable to stop herself from doing so.

“Oh… something is happening, Samuel,” she said, just as her body tensed and pleasure shot through her, the feeling like nothing she could describe.

His tongue continued to lap at her, prolonging the pleasurable waves that threatened to upend her insides.

Nora gasped when she finally came down from her pleasure wave. She looked at him through hooded eyes as he licked his lips, a wide smile on his face.

“I thoroughly enjoyed doing that to you. I don’t believe I have ever felt such pleasure at the prospect of giving another pleasure before,” he said.

Nora sighed deeply, coming down from her high, her body relaxed and free of all the tension she’d brought in with her as a result of all that had transpired in the past few days with her stepfather.

“It is my first time, so I cannot say with certainty that it is the best pleasure I will ever receive.” She blushed as she looked at him shyly. “But I can say it is the best thing I have ever experienced. I never knew there could be anything quite like this.”

He stood to his feet, the tent in his pants catching her eye. She gasped and looked away for a moment, unable to stop herself. Her cheeks turned red as she imagined what it would look like.

He looked down at his trousers and laughed. “Oh, this… You can’t blame me. It’s your fault, Lady Nora.”

He was about to pull away when she stopped him. “No, I want to see.”

She blushed when he regarded her in silence.

What am I doing?

“Are you certain?”

She nodded.

The Duke walked over to her, standing in front of her as he loosened the strings of his pants, letting them fall down his waist.

Nora reached out, touching him tentatively, her hands stroking up and down the length of his shaft.

The Duke jumped slightly, causing Nora to jerk her hand back while he stared at her in surprise. “I didn’t expect you to do that.”

“Oh… I want to touch you too,” she said shyly.

She reached her hand once again, touching him softly. She hadn’t done this before, and she hoped her lack of expertise wouldn’t be too obvious. His amused expression made it clear that he knew.

She flushed.

“I’ve never done this before,” she said.

“I know,” he responded. His hand wrapped around hers, bringing it back to his shaft. “You’re a lot naughtier than you seem though… You’re doing a great job.”

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