Lily and the Duke (Sex and the Season #1) - Helen Hardt Page 0,18

you mean.”

“Innocent angel,” he murmured. “Let me show you.”

She gasped as he parted her legs and pushed her knees up.

“Wet,” he said. “So wet for me.”

“W-Wet?”

“Your pussy is wet. It’s normal, love.” He smiled between her legs. “It means you want me as much as I want you.”

Then he was kissing her…there. She’d heard of such things, but a lady wouldn’t… It was disgraceful really. Try as she might, though, she couldn’t bring herself to stop him. As he swirled his tongue around the entrance to her body, he breathed fire into her.

“You’re so sweet,” he said, “and so amazingly pink and pretty. God, I want you like I’ve never wanted anything.”

Lily arched as he found a place that made her head spin. She quivered and moaned as his tongue danced over her hot flesh. More, she wanted more.

“Please.”

She had no idea what she was asking for, but he seemed to understand. Her tissues stretched as he filled her with a finger and stroked languidly in and out. The stretch, though uncomfortable at first, soon had Lily writhing as her body adjusted to the fullness. As his fingers danced inside her, ripples of flame ignited across her skin. Lily curved against him, grabbed his satiny hair, and pulled his face closer as pleasure rang through her in a rapturous wave of ecstasy. She cried out his name as she surrendered herself, while he continued to lick her and stroke her, nursing her through the waves. When a euphoria settled over her, he stopped, moved upward, and kissed her mouth slowly and deeply. The fruity musk on his tongue was different. Her. She melted into his kiss, her own flavor an intoxicating sensation.

“Oh, Daniel,” she whispered. “I had no idea.”

He stroked her cheeks with his lips. “My God, I love the taste of you, the smell of you, your touch, your kisses.” He nipped her earlobe. “Let me inside you, Lily. I’ll be so gentle. I’ll make it good for you, I swear it.”

His hard cock poked against her thigh. The desire to have him inside her body overwhelmed her. “Yes, yes,” she whispered. “Come inside me. Please.”

Daniel led her hand to his hardened shaft. She grasped its length, spreading her legs and leading it to her entrance.

“Rub it over your wetness, love.” He groaned. “That’s it, get it good and slick.” He clenched his teeth. “I’m going to enter you now. You tell me if you want me to stop. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” Lily gritted her teeth, bracing herself for the pain.

He entered her slowly. She grabbed his shoulders, loving the feel of his hard muscle, as he slid all the way into her. Full. So full. The invasion hurt a bit, but not nearly so much as she had feared. Daniel’s shudders and groans of pleasure seemed much more important than the small amount of discomfort Lily felt. She arched against his hips, drawing him deeper into her body.

“Are you all right?” Daniel asked.

“I-It’s so big. I’m so full.” Her words were a breathless rasp.

“Do you want me to stop?”

God, no. “N-No. Don’t stop.”

“Oh, thank God.” Daniel’s body crushed against hers, nearly knocking the air out of her lungs.

“I c-can’t breathe, Daniel.”

“I’m so sorry, love.” He adjusted his body. “Better?”

“Yes, yes,” she whispered. “Show me what to do.”

“Just kiss me.”

He clamped his mouth onto hers and began to move within her, pulling himself out then pushing back into her in a rhythm she met with her hips.

“So sweet, so tight,” Daniel said against her neck.

The burning of his intrusion slowly turned from ache into pleasure as he nudged her sensitive peak with each sensational thrust. Her whole body throbbed, and soon the waves of pleasure rippled through her again. As she sobbed her climax, he thrust mightily, his entire body pulsating against her in a blazing explosion.

“Lily. My God, Lily.”

CHAPTER 4

Daniel slowly turned onto his side, cuddling Lily in his arms, gently pulling her leg over his hip, their bodies still joined.

“Sweet Lord,” he said.

Lily let out a nervous giggle. “I guess men do have their uses.” She laced her fingers through his hair.

He laughed softly and kissed her nose. “Go to sleep, love.”

* * *

Lily awoke to the noonday sun streaming through the bay window in Daniel’s bedchamber. Should she feel regretful? Ashamed? Oddly, she felt only relaxed.

She sat up in bed and turned to feast her eyes on the man lying next to her. He was on his back,