Page 39 of Duke's Daring Bookworm
She wasmine. Only mine. Forever. No one else would ever get to this see part of her.
I considered picking her up and carrying her into the bedroom, since she didn’t seem eager to leave her perch between my legs, but logistically, that wouldn’t work in such a small space. I caged the beast inside that demanded I throw her over my shoulder and carry her back to my cave.
“Lily, baby, you need to get up so we can go to the bedroom.” I groaned when she rubbed herself against me again. At this rate, we weren’t going to make it to the room. I gripped her hips tight and stopped her movements. “Up.” I used my grip on her to help her stand and balance before jumping to my feet.
I couldn’t resist pulling her in for a kiss. She pressed herself close to me, demanding more, deepening the kiss until I wasn’t sure where her lips began and mine ended. Rather than break the kiss, I lifted her up and guided her legs around my hips to walk us to her bedroom.
I kicked the door closed behind us and set her down.
“Strip,” I said roughly as I kicked off my pants and tore off my shirt.
“So demanding,” she teased, but took a few steps back and did what I asked.
She wasn’t wearing any panties today, andfuck,that was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. She was ready for me,waiting for me. Forme.
I followed the curves of her hips and the dip of her waist to the generous swell of her breasts, savoring the view as I went until I reached her face. Apprehension filled her eyes, and I wanted to soothe it away. She didn’t need to worry, not tonight.
“None of that now.” I strode over to her and caught her up in another kiss, immediately slipping my tongue into her mouth. She moaned, and all the tension melted from her body.
I picked her up again and laid her back on the bed, still kissing her as I moved us up the bed and propped myself on my forearms above her. She dug her nails into my back, and the sting of it brought me closer to the edge than I had any right to be.
I released her lips and moved down her body, licking and sucking as I went. I paused at the redness on her neck from my earlier attention and ran my tongue over the space before bringing it into my mouth and sucking hard enough to leave a mark. She would know who left this, who marked her.
Fuck.
She moaned and pulled me in close when I grazed my teeth along the spot.
“Does my little virgin like a bite of pain with her pleasure?” I asked as I moved down, lathing each nipple before gently biting one and pulling it taut. I let it go, and watched as it snapped back in the place, the peak shiny and too tempting to resist. I took it into my mouth again and sucked.
“Yeah. Is that weird?” She squirmed under me and moved her hands to my head to hold me in place while I doled out pleasure. The control felt heady.
“I want you to enjoy yourself, Lily.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.” She let go of my head and propped herself up on her elbows. Pleasure drunk Lily faded before my eyes.
Shit.
“No, it’s not weird at all. It’s very arousing.” I leaned forward and kissed her gently before pushing her back and moving lower. “Now, lay back and let me have my dessert.”
“Well, if you insist.” She giggled before following my orders and opening herself to me.
Pleasure drunk Lily was a potent aphrodisiac, but giggling and snarky Lily was mine.
“Such a pretty pussy,” I said as I ran my finger up and down her lips, not dipping inside. “Are you wet for me?”
I didn’t give her a chance to answer before my tongue replaced my finger. I hadn’t stopped dreaming of this since the first time I tasted her, jacking off with the panties I stole as I pictured her laid out before me like a feast—which was deplorable, but I couldn’t seem to find reason in this mess. Ravenous hunger overtook me, and only Lily could satisfy my need.
“Fuck. More.” She grabbed my hair again, and this time, she used it to pull me closer while she ground into my face, riding me to completion. I happily obliged.
When the wave of her orgasm passed, she released my hair. I teased her clit one last time before rising above her and notching my cock at her entrance.
She opened her eyes and then traced my lips with one finger, like she revered the lips that worshiped her.
“I should have said this before, but the toys I prefer are not the ‘put them inside me’ kind,” she whispered to me in the dark. Lily never held anything back from me. It surprised me to learn this about her, but my cock twitchedwith the need to bury itself in her at the declaration.
“Have you ever put anything in this sweet little pussy of yours?” I gripped the base of my cock to regain some semblance of control, and ran the tip along her to grind lightly against her clit, coating myself in her cum as I went.
“Just my fingers.” She whimpered when I ran my cock back to her opening and pressed against her, teasing, but not yet penetrating. “It feels so big already.”
