Page 60 of A Bride for the Wicked Duke

And so, with that in mind, Aurelia buried logic and pushed him that little bit harder. Just as she knew he liked to be pushed.

“I presume nothing,” she said, stepping into him. “You want me, I know you do.”

He laughed. “You wish.”

“You haven’t been able to stop thinking about me,” she continued, dropping her voice. “Kissing me. Spanking me. Teaching me alesson.”

She saw the effect of that word on the duke. The way he grimaced and then moaned. “I… that was for… for your benefit.”

“It was for your own,” she continued. They stood so close now, and she breathed in and pushed up her chest, noting his eyes which lowered toward her bosom. Literally, Aurelia could see him fighting himself. It made her blood run red hot. “You enjoyed it. Admit it.”

“I…” He groaned again, licking his lips, his body now shaking. “You need to leave.”

“Make me,” she shot back. “Force me to leave.”

“Lady Hawkins…” It was obvious now that she had him. The resignation in his eyes. The way he lingered on her lips and then her bosom. That his body had stopped shaking, because he had stopped fighting his urges. This would solve nothing. Tomorrow, Aurelia would have no choice but to agree to Lord Mildenhall’s proposal. But as things stood…I simply do not care.“You are impudent and rude beyond anyone I have ever met.”

“I know I am.”

“Do I need to teach you another lesson?”

“A final lesson, you mean?”

“Yes…” His eyes flashed hunger. “A final lesson. For the sake of your marriage…” He moaned. “And your debt to me. Until it is paid, you still belong to me, remember.”

“Prove it,” she said in a whisper.

His hands moved to the side of her face and he took it, pulling her into him and kissing her with such passion that she thought she might explode. He did not hold back this time. He did not lace it with regret or warning or a sense that there was a purpose behind it. Rather, he kissed her as if his life might end at any second and the last thing he wished to do before that moment came was taste her on his lips.

She kissed him back. Their mouths parted. Their tongues danced and played. Her hands went to his waist, holding him tight as he held her face pressed against his. It felt somehow like both their first and their final kiss. As if he knew that this would be it so he was doing everything he could to remember and make the most of it. And Aurelia did the same.

He bit into her lip, pulling her face back. She gasped and tried to follow, but he held her back. For a brief second, she worried that was it, that he might have found his control and would ask her to leave. But then she looked into his eyes and realized how wrong she was.

“Are you ready for your final lesson?” he growled.

“That depends on what you have in mind…” Her heart was racing with excitement and anticipation.

“You will be married soon,” he said. “And I expect you to be a good wife.” A smirk worked over his lips and his eyes flashed as he looked down her body suggestively. She followed his eyes, spying his manhood pressed against his pants. She saw how excited it made him. How quickly he lost control.

“Oh… you want…”

“It is not about what I want,” he said to her, still holding her by the face. “It is what you are willing to do for your husband. “Are you willing to do whatever you must?”

Nerves wrecked her. Her body was shaking. She thought she understood what he was saying… she was certain she knew what to do. Only, she had never done such a thing before, and the idea was as exciting as it was terrifying. “I am willing to do whatever you tell me.”

“Good girl…” He removed one hand from her face and reached to take her hand. Then, he led it down to the hard outline of his manhood, holding it against his girth so that she began to rub it. “That’s right,” he moaned. “Just like that.”

His eyes were shut and he groaned as she continued to rub him. Aurelia had little experience with the male appendage. No experience, in fact. But that did not matter. When she was with the duke, she acted on instinct, rather than on knowledge. She knew what he wanted just as she knew how to give it to him.

It was a silly idea, she knew. A most foolish one, as she doubted it would work to the effect that she needed. But here with him right now, alone, a final chance to be with him as she knew they both wanted, and Aurelia only had so much control.If he is to deny me, I will at least make it as difficult for him to do as possible. I owe myself that much, at least.

His eyes were still closed. His jaw was clenched. One hand on the side of her face, the other wrapped around the back of her neck. He squeezed it as if he meant to stop her, but his ragged breathing and the way he throbbed beneath his breeches told her that he would not dare.

She licked her lips as she pulled her hand free and moved it to join the other one, down by the waist of his pants, which she quickly started to open. He stumbled back, against the door, pushing his hips out to give her room to work. She opened his pants and shoved them down, gasping with delight when his manhood sprung free.That is… oh my.

Aurelia had never seen one up close before, so she had no means to judge to by. But it was as long as both her palms together, so thick that she knew she would not be able to wrap her hands around it fully, and it throbbed as it grew harder and harder before her eyes. It was as if it was calling to her.

“Like this?” She reached down and wrapped both hands around it. The duke stiffened and moaned, his body shaking as she began to twist it with her hands.

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