Page 43 of Good Duke Gone Rogue

After she didn’t say anything, he added, “Shocking, isn’t it? Can’t see me as a duke, can you?”

And then she appreciated one of the real reasons that Reggie was sharing this news, so she sat up further and looked directly into his eyes. “Yes.”

“Meaning?” he smirked.

“Yes. I can see you in that role. You will make a very good duke.”

He didn’t verbalize anything, but she could see his chest swell with some measure of pride, and she knew that she knew him.And she knew that he knew her. And it would be good. They would have a happy life together. There would be challenges. But they would be together, and that’s all she wanted.

“Do you know what I want right now?” she smiled coyly as she straddled his chest. “I want to pleasure my very good duke.” Her body was no longer an object for someone to use. It was to give and take pleasure. It was for her. And she wanted to be wanton with him. She wanted him, desperately, in the best way.

Reggie’s eyes widened. “I make a very good mount.”

“Mmm…yes, I can see that you do.” She slid back, down his thighs, and slickly traveled across the bulge waiting for her. She took his shaft in her hands and began to touch him lightly.

He covered her hands with his and showed her what he liked. And as she tightened her grasp and ran up and down his pole, he groaned. And her own body was aroused, drawing up, wanting him inside of her. His cock swelled in her hands, and her core swelled in response. She pressed a kiss to his head, and he grunted.

Her tongue darted out and trailed a line from his base to his top.

“God!” he shouted. “I’m going to explode if you do that. Take your pleasure, Detta,” he rasped. “Together.”

And she knew she would have plenty of time to suck all over his cock. Right now, her body wanted him inside of her. So she pushed up on his chest, and he guided his thickened cock into her warmth. She slid down slowly, receiving him into her body.

“That’s it.”

“I can’t go slowly.” she panted, “Reggie, I need to move.”

He grunted his approval and she rose up on her knees, releasing him from her. Just to the tip. And then she slammed down on him. “Reggie!” she cried out and then lifted up again.

He thrust into her, matching her movement. It was erratic. It was rhythmic. It was all fire and all wet, together. And she wanted him. All that wanting was mounting and building.

She watched his face, eyes closed, she knew he was close. And she wanted his pleasure even more than her own. She moved faster and he arched his hips up hard. And then he did explode inside of her. And seeing his face, feeling his pleasure in her soul, she came apart and collapsed on top of him. With him still snug inside of her, she knew it would always be this way with him.

It was pleasure and life entwined.

After a few moments, Reggie had finally regained his breath. She pulled herself off of him, and he wiped them gently with a part of the sheet.

Bernadette still didn’t want to see him leave yet, so she asked, “You haven’t told anyone about being a duke yet?”

“I was thinking of discussing all of this with Quinn, since he has had a similar experience, but I’ll do that when we visit them next. It wasn’t the right time yesterday. Too much was going on.”

“I’ll say. I can’t believe you had all of this on your mind, your father’s health and inheriting a dukedom, yet you were still so willing to help me.”

“I told you already. I love you.” He wrapped her into his arms and kissed her hair. “I’d do anything for you.”

“I know.”

“My father was doing well that day. I think he even knew that something was going on between us. Maybe he has always known how I’ve felt about you. Or maybe Charlotte or Mother said something to him. It doesn’t matter. For me, it’s always family first. I’ll do anything for my family. That includes you. And that reminds me, I suppose I should tell you that other thing now in case you want me to retract my offer.”

“Retract your proposal?” she couldn’t hide the panic lacing her voice.

“God, no. No, that will never be rescinded. It’s about Prince.”

“What about Prince?”

“I told Quinn that I’d double the highest bid.”

She gasped.

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