Page 99 of A Duke for Hire

Hugo smirked as he lifted himself up onto his hands and crawled up her body.

“Oh, how I love that curious mind of yours, little lamb,” he praised, then captured her lips in a kiss.

Seraphina gasped as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue, and blushed as she realized how much she enjoyed it.

Hugo then shifted onto his back on the bed, commanding her at the same time to turn around. Before she could ask what to do next he was lifting her onto him, sliding her stomach against his lowering her sex to his mouth.

“Don’t worry about your weight on me,” he commanded when he caught her trying to hover. “I want all of you.”

More pleasure slid through her veins as she felt Hugo’s hands force her completely down atop him; her thighs flush with the pillows and her shins pressed tight to the head board as he began to taste her again. At this angle, his engorged manhood, dark purple and throbbing was right before her face.

Adeline looked at his member in awe for a moment, taking in the pulsing, thick vein that ran up the center, the mushroom head of his tip. Her mouth began to water as she ran a single fingertip up his staff, and watched in fascination as it spasmed and stood completely erect.

Licking her lips, she tentatively stretched her tongue out, and traced the throbbing vein that stretched from root to tip. Immediately Hugo moaned into her at the touch, and as if they had a mind of their own, his hips bucked. She licked him again, feeling a strange sense of power take over her as swirled her tongue over the edges of his mushroomed head.

“It seems you are as sensitive as I am, husband,” she teased as Hugo let out another moan. “I wonder what would happen if I…”

Seraphina parted her lips wide, and slowly sank her mouth down atop him until he was lodged into the back of her throat. A strangled sound of pleasure broke from Hugo’s lips as she settled her throat down on him as far as she could take him, and she let herself begin to explore.

Her arousal heightened with every lick she took, every moment of suction she applied, every tremble through his thighs and every tightened grip on her backside. Soon, she found her rhythm, working her mouth in time with Hugo’s tongue between her own legs, and in a matter of mere moments, Seraphina felt her second release break free.

As her orgasm flooded from her she clamped her mouth around him tighter as if for support. The muscles in Hugo’s legs tightened beneath her intently as he let a deep groan of pleasure, so much so that the veins along popped out as well.

Breathless from heady combination of her release and newfound power, Seraphina drew his manhood from her mouth and turned to face him.

“You like this?” She asked.

“You have no idea,” Hugo panted. “But you better stop now if you want us to make it to the ending.”

Before she could answer, flipped their bodies, and moved around to face her as her the back of her head hit the mattress.

“Number?” He commanded.

A sultry smile touched her lips as she reached up and snaked her arms around his neck.

“Two.”

“One more, little lamb,” he coaxed, lowering his hand between her thighs, “What shall it be?”

But Seraphina was too aroused, too needy have her inside of him again to conjure a third option.

“Let it be when you are inside me,” she pled, bucking her hips so her sex would slide against his own.

Hugo’s lips parted as a look of apparent need crossed his face.

“Please, husband,” she moaned, pulling him down for a kiss. “Let the third be when you are inside me. I want to feel us erupt together like last time.”

Hugo groaned as she kissed him deeply, and let his hips settle further down atop her until the tip of his cock was nestled at her dewy, parted petals.

“Please,” she begged again, her voice barely a whisper, and, as if he could not wait anymore either, slid his full length inside her with one powerful thrust.

“How can I say no when you beg me like that?” Hugo rasped, his hips moving in languid movement as they finally locked into one another.

Pleasure roiled through him in heavy ways as her tight, slick walls suckled him; her very body begging him to be inside.

“I’ve missed you,” Seraphina breathed, her lashes fluttering as she arched her back and spread her legs further for him.

And he had missed her.God,he had missed her so much. Never before had a woman instilled so much desire within him. When Seraphina was like this she was no mere woman, but a goddess of love and desire to which he held no power over.

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