Page 41 of Her Seven Nights with the Duke

“There we go. You look so beautiful,” he said, staring at her as she stood up.

Her cheeks were red with exhaustion, and her hair hung around her face, falling out of her bun she usually placed it in.

Samuel blinked. She truly was beautiful.

“You’ve been so wonderful,” he cooed. “Come here.”

She went to him, lowering herself on the seat beside him. Samuel pulled down her chemise, taking a pebbled nipple into his mouth. He suckled, rolling the nipple between his teeth. Nora gasped at the sensation and arched her back, pushing her breast into his mouth.

With his other hand, he massaged her other breast, pinching her nipple. His hands trailed up her thighs to her heated center, his fingers parting the red curls as he prodded gently. He rubbed histhumb against her clit, his eyes fully focused on her, completely enamored by the pleasure on her face..

He slipped a finger inside her, shocking her. She jerked as her face pinched in pain. Samuel slowed down, rubbing her slick on his finger before trying again. He gently slid his finger inside her.

A strangled moan escaped her as he stroked her. Samuel knelt down and licked a long line up to her clit even as he continued to pleasure her with his finger.

“Samuel,” she groaned, putting a hand on his head.

Her legs tensed as his tongue pushed between her folds, teasing and tasting. He had truly missed the taste of her. Having her on his tongue now was like an addiction he did not want to give up.

He pulled back the hood of her clit, sucking it into his mouth as she buckled. Her moans were loud, like music to his ears. He coaxed her orgasm out of her, groaning as her center tightened around his finger, sucking him in. She gasped out the last of her release, breathing heavily as she struggled to catch her breath.

Samuel picked her up, carrying her to the chair behind them. He gently placed her in it and smiled at her. “You are ever so beautiful when you are like this.”

He smiled when she ran her hand down her hair self-consciously. He gripped her hands and shook his head. “Leave it. You look perfect this way.”

“I didn’t do anything for you,” she said, her hand going to the drawstrings that held up his pants.

Samuel gently pushed her hand away. “Perhaps you can give me some special attention next time. This was more for you than me. I love watching your face when you let go. It is a blissful sight.”

Samuel hid a grimace as her face flushed red. He had never been a man to wax poetry, and yet here he was, doing just that.

What is wrong with me?

He’d asked himself that question for the past few days, and yet there didn’t seem to be any answer coming his way.

“Come lie with me,” she said, moving to the side.

Samuel indulged her. He lay beside her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his arms affectionately. He kissed her hair and tightened his arms around her body.

“So, I know that I shouldn’t pry, but I’ve been curious to know. When will you be leaving?” he asked, his breath catching as he awaited for her answer.

She remained silent, not saying a word to him in response.

Her“Nora?”

His Christian name slipped from his mouth before he could stop it. He’d stopped thinking of her as Lady Nora, and now it made the slip more difficult to manage. He would need to put in effort to make sure he never called her that.

They’d only ever used their given names in the throes of passion, when neither of them could control themselves.

He heard a

A soft snore, and he looked down at her in shock. he hadn’t expected her to fall asleep at all. He laughed as another snore escaped her just as she stirred in his arms.

“I’m sorry to have woken you up,” he said. “You looked so peaceful in your sleep.”

Nora blushed. “I apologize. I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep. I must have been so tired.”

Samuel grinned in response. “It is nothing to be sorry for. One is often tired after their release. It does make you more relaxed. Like a massage of sorts.”

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