Page 92 of The Duke's Vice

“It’s exactly how I want you. How I always want you.” With each word he moved closer to her. “I want you eager for me to touch you,” he said as he placed one knee on the bed. “Take you,” hisother knee landed in between her legs. “Control you,” he said as he placed his hands on either side of her head to lean over her.

“Are you eager for me?” He asked again.

Beatrice shook her head quickly. “So much it hurts.”

His lips crashed down hers. Her body arched up into his with a moan. Her arms reached up and found purchase in his hair, pulling him down onto her. His lips left hers and trailed down her neck.

“I want all of you, Ezra. If I only have you for tonight I want it all. Don’t hold back.”

Ezra’s lips stopped on her neck and he looked up to her.

“Be careful what you wish for, Mouse. I’m barely holding on so as it is.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying you’re not up for the task?”

Ezra leaned down and nipped at her breast causing Beatrice to squeal.

“I told you before, Mistress Mouse, I always do what I say, say what I mean, and follow through on my word. You will not leavehere in one piece.” He leaned down and nipped at her other breast.

“I will break you apart,” he bit her side causing her to jump. “I will take you to your breaking point over and over again.” He moved to her other side and left a small bite there. “Piece by piece. I will have my fill of you.” He travelled to her stomach, leaving small bite marks in his wake. “And only then I will shatter you.” His lips landed on her center causing her to whimper against his lips. “And you will beg me to do it again. You will not leave this room whole.”

Beatrice’s body was on fire. Between his scandalous words and the way he moved over her body she felt as if she was going to break apart then and there.

His lips sucked and nibbled on her most sensitive of parts as she writhed underneath him.

“Is that what you want, Mouse?” His words were hot against her.

“Yes, yes, please, Ezra.” She pleaded as her hips began to move underneath him.

“Do you want to fall apart underneath me, Mouse?” His tongue swirled around her catapulting her to her precipice.

“Please, Ezra. I can’t… I need...”

“What do you need, hmm? Is it this?” Ezra slipped a finger inside of her and hit her center. Beatrice’s eyes flew open as she gasped. He began to pump his finger in and out of her as he sucked and nibbled.

Beatrice’s blood rushed to her head. She was no longer in control of her body. She dug her heels into the bed as she lifted her hips against his mouth. With a final flick he sent her careening over the edge. Her moans echoed off the walls as she fought to catch her breath.

When she opened her eyes Ezra was leaning over her, looking down into her eyes.

“You are beautiful when you break apart.” His voice was tender and full of awe.

Beatrice smiled. “Then do it again.”

Ezra smirked. “I told you you’d ask for it again.”

He winked as he began to kiss the sensitive spot on her neck causing her to wiggle under his kiss. He settled in between her legs and with his kisses on her neck as a distraction he pushed into her.

Beatrice let out a cry as she adjusted to his length.

“Breathe, Beatrice.” His words were muffled in between his kisses.

On his command she took a deep inhale and pushed it out, feeling her body loosen around him.

“That’s my girl.”

She preened under his praise.

“Are you ready?” He whispered.

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