Page 55 of The Duke's Hellion

“I’ll grab Rex. Then we can run inside and warm up.”

“The race is on,” Mimi shouted playfully. And he had never felt so light. So happy. Playful and competitive. Passionate.

He grabbed Rex, doing a quick check on his injury, and then turned to chase after Mimi toward the house.

The rain was still dripping but the sun had come out while they laughed their way inside. Sam gave Rex a quick kiss and handed him to Bixly, the butler. “Call the veterinarian. He looks all right now, but Mimi said he got hurt. I’ll check in on him shortly.”

Mimi was ahead of him, going up to their room, dropping wet clothes all the way up the stairs. With each layer removed, he grew desperate to take his lover into his arms.

Thankfully the onlookers (namely a footman or two, Bixly, and her lady’s maid) only stifled their chuckles at the sight of him chasing after Mimi. They had always been loyal and kind. He was good to them, and they had always been good to him.

“Mimi,” he called out just before entering their room. “You had better be naked by the time I close this door—” He didn’t even need to finish his sentence. She stood in all her curves by the fire. Hair dripping wet down her shoulders. Breasts perked up to see him. And her hands on her thighs, where he could already imagine how wet she would be.

“God, you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

“Is that so?” she teased him.

He nodded slowly, advancing toward her while peeling off his own layers.

“Are you just saying that because I’m the better archer?”

“Mostly,” he smirked at her, now naked from the waist up.

“Well, you’re pretty amazing as well,” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Are you just saying that because I beat you in an arm wrestle?”

A velvety laugh erupted from her and she ran toward him. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Let’s agree that we’re both amazing.” She dipped her eyes to his lips.

“Agreed.” He claimed her mouth with his.

Within a few steps he had her near the fire to get them dry and warm. “I’m going to lay you on the floor and make love to you, Mimi.”

“I want you to take me everywhere.” She reclined back on her elbows, propping her bosom up and on display. Her knees were up, gathered to a point.

“Spread your legs for me,” he instructed in a husky voice.

Gradually, she released the hold her knees had on each other and slowly parted her legs. Her eyes remained steady on him as he dropped his breeches.

She gasped at the sight of his cock and licked her lips. When he laid down on his stomach, head between her thighs, he whispered, “Don’t move, my love.”

Beyond words, she hummed her acquiescence. With soft movements, he parted her slit and unleashed his tongue on her sweet nectar. “Mimi, you’re my favorite dessert.”

Her head had dropped back, and her mouth was parted. With each lick, each press, each suckle, her breaths grew shorter and shallower.

“Sam,” she whimpered.

“That wasn’t loud enough Mimi.”

Her only response was a soft mewl.

“I know you can be louder than that.” He licked her slowly all along her seam. “I’ll do this all night if I have to, but I won’t stop until you’re screaming my name.”

“Uhh…” A throaty moan broke free.

He flicked his tongue over her pearl. Back and forth. Back and forth. Until her thighs were attempting to squeeze around his head. He used his arms to hold her down and started to suck on her nub.

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