Page 45 of Duke's Daring Bookworm
I… I didn’t know what to say about that. Lily was everything to me. How could she think I didn’t trust her?
“Maybe if we practice, I’ll get better.” I brought my hand up her face and brushed her cheek. I wove my fingers through her riotous curls and brought her face down to mine for a slow, gentle kiss.
“You’re just angling for more sex,” she said when she pulled back, but she still sat here, her hip digging into my now half hard cock, and yes, I wanted more sex.
“Well, they don’t call me the Duke of Debauchery for nothing.” I gave her my best charming smile, the one that made women fall every time. I should have figured Lily would laugh at it.
“Good point. Hmm, where will you debauch me next? The desk? Maybe you should sit on your big boss chair and let me sit on your cock, keep it nice and warm while you work.”
Said cock jerked to attention at that. The thought of—fuck.
“You’d have to be a good girl for me and sit still. Can’t have you distracting me from my very important work.” I ran my hand up her exposed thigh. I’d never seen her wear this skirt before, and wasn’t that pathetic that I paid such close attention to her I knew her wardrobe. Still, I thanked every god in existence that she wore it.
“Yes, sir.”
I groaned.
“Stand up.” She obeyed me without question. Thanks to my wealth, most people were content to go along with my shit, and all of it was utterly meaningless compared to this, to now. Lily had little respect for anything, she didn’t obey for the sake of obedience. She questioned and pushed back against authority, but she trusted me. That made her obedience precious.
I stood, not bothering to tuck my cock back into myjeans, and grabbed her hand to lead her to my desk. We were about to test the limits of this chair, the very one I sat in the night after she kissed me—torn and distracted. I never could have imagined that just a week and a half later, this was where we would be.
I sat back in my chair, my legs spread wide, and stroked myself to full hardness. She leaned against my desk and watched me, her gaze riveted on where I slid my hand up and down. It took little more than a few strokes and the sight of her to make me rock hard again.
“Now,” I said, letting go of my cock and getting into character. I reached forward, slid the cover closed on the laptop camera, opened a random word document, and pretended to work. “Can I help you?”
“Sir, I’m here for that extra training you suggested.” My cock twitched on the word ‘sir.’ I loved that Lily played along with my little game.
“Ah, yes. Come here.” She stepped between my legs, and I turned her around so her back was to me as I slumped down in the chair to give her room.
I held my cock straight and guided it into her as she sat. I slid easily into her wet pussy, still soaked from our earlier play. By the time she settled on my lap, she was already squirming.
“Stay still,” I said into her ear.
She was a bit too tall for this to be comfortable, but fuck if it wasn’t hot enough to make me want to combust seeing her perched on my lap, with her skirt spread out, covering the place where my cock speared into her.
She moved again, clenching on me as she did. A smile spread across my face. Tease.
I idly ran my hands along her stomach and up her cropped shirt to cup her breasts. I didn’t linger, though,and brought one hand to her back, between her shoulders, and the other to her hip, holding her still on me. She sat with her legs together between my spread ones. I pushed her forward until she had to brace on the desk while I kept her impaled by my cock.
“Now, I need you to take down some dictation for me.”
She whimpered and clenched around me again, but she didn’t move.
“Type this out.” I ran my hand down her back to her other hip so I could help steady her while she reached for the keyboard.
“My soaking—” I used my grip on her hips to move her, just a little, enough to tease without giving either of us what we wanted.
“—wet—” I did it again.
“—pussy—” This time I reached under her skirt and grazed her clit. She cried out and clenched down on me, taking a breath to gather herself before she went back to typing.
“—is filled—” I paused, not doing anything this time, but she whimpered anyway, squirming as she tried to find stimulation.
“—with Duke.” I pulled her back on me again, keeping my movements small, a taste of the pleasure we could have.
Fuck.
I was going to come before this little game was over at this rate.
