I'm going to blame what I did next on instinct. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I pulled him to me, and I wrapped my arms around him. That damn cologne of his engulfed me as I pressed my nose into his neck, his arms holding me tight.
"Please forgive me." He wasn't asking for forgiveness about what he'd done; he was asking for it for what he was about to do.
Sweeping his hands into my hair, he tilted my head back and kissed me. His kiss was fierce and full of need. It wasn't forgiveness he wanted, it was retribution for his sins, and he was looking for it in me. He was using me to punish himself for betraying his friend, for betraying his family and that ounce of need and vulnerability killed me.
Breaking the kiss, he slid his mouth along my jawline and down to my jugular. Biting it lightly as he slid down the straps of my gown. He groaned as he leaned back and nudged the material lower until my breasts were revealed.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
His eyes met mine as he gave the dress a hard tug, and the slip of silk fell to my ankles. I leaned back against the railing as he dropped to one knee. He wasn't proposing, at least, not yet. But God I would have said yes as long as he looked at me with those possessive eyes, forever.
I looked down at his rugged face, sliding my hand through his dark locks and pulling on it lightly. A deep moan emanated from his chest as I slid my leg up onto his shoulder. Turning his head slightly, he left feather kisses along my inner thigh.
"I love when you do that," I breathed.
His hand drifted up the back of my other leg and suddenly my panties were being torn away from me.
I cried out as another howl came from the canyons. Caleb looked up at me and winked right before his hand ran along my wet core. Feather light touches that made me swivel my hips and beg him silently.
"Such a naughty Duchess," he groaned, just as he slid two fingers into my depths.
I moaned, gripping his hair as he slid those thick fingers deep inside of me. His tongue dragged along my slit, spreading my cream along my swollen pussy lips.
I whimpered and squirmed as his mouth clamped down on me. As he sucked and bit down on my sensitive core, I screamed. My legs shook, and I gripped the railing as I got closer to the release that I needed from him.
He stopped abruptly, and then those dark eyes looked up into mine. My pussy clenched at the sight of his lips covered in my cream. He licked at them as if he'd just eaten the sweetest of fruits and then reached out to gently circle my clit.
“You need to cum, baby?”
“Uh-huh," I whimpered for him, knowing he liked that.
He was torturing me, and he knew it, and he also knew his dirty words excited me.
“Such a naughty Duchess. I never knew royalty could be so dirty.” He leaned down and slowly licked at my now quivering pussy.
“I need your cock in me. Please, Caleb.”
My desperate pleas fell on deaf ears as he continued to torture me, bringing me to the edge and back down again.
"Caleb, fuck me," I breathed as I yanked at his hair, pulling his mouth off me.
He slowly stood before me, grabbed my hand, he led me through the sliding door and entered his office. He walked over to the chaise lounge that sat by the window, and he turned and undid his pants. His cock jumped out, eager to play, thick and hard. He slid down onto the chair and dragged me with him, lifting me up onto his lap.
I screamed as he slid up inside of me, forcing me to sit down onto his full length. The orgasm that had been building roared to life, and when his cock thrust up into me, my body tightened, and I began to shudder. My tits trembled as I stared down at him. My mouth was held open in a silent scream.
“Feels good, baby?”
I nodded as I gyrated on his lap. He scooted down on the chair, moaning in approval as my pussy spasmed around him. I was cumming just from that first thrust, and it was possibly the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. I had been so needy for him, I came just from his penetration.
“Fuck, Stephanie. That’s a good dirty girl.”
“Oh fuck,” I breathed against his mouth.
He humped up at me, and I rode out my orgasm on his cock. My body shuddered as another wave hit me, making me scream his name as my round ass bounced on his lap. The sound of my wet pussy slurping on his cock only made the sex hotter.
My hips rocked on his lap as my pussy clenched down on him. He grabbed me by the waist and tugged me into theseat, spooning me from behind. As he pulled out his cock, I whimpered.
“Beg me,” he whispered in my ear as he lifted my leg and slid his hardness along my slick center.
