Once Upon a Duke by Sandra Masters

Author:Sandra Masters [Baker, Robert Neil]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Regency, Scarred Hero/Heroine
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2015-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“Yes,” Serena whispered to Geoffrey. “I can smell jasmine and copal.”

Her body ached for his touch. Transported to this make-believe world, she danced another step toward him.

“Do keep your movements slow and sensuous,” Geoffrey encouraged.

Serena undulated, raising one hip. The air became electric. She wanted to caress his sculpted chest. Her heart beat faster, matching the beat of ancient string music only she could hear. Serena pointed her toe and took a step. She raised her other hip. Heel, toe, lift and point. She moved toward Geoffrey.

“Come no closer. I am the sheik and you may not approach until I command you. Do you want me, my temptress?”

His voice made her smolder. Hot liquid churned within her, pooling, wet, slick.

“Yes, master. I want you—more than you can ever know. Do not tease.” She arched her back and her breasts beckoned while her lower body writhed. Her hands glided over her thighs in sensory invitation.

“Master, do you want me?” Heel, toe, lift and point.

“A thousand burning planets could not imitate the passion I feel for you.” He growled.

Serena embraced her role, extended her hand in invitation for his touch.

Geoffrey’s breath raced. “You may approach me.” His voice was low and hoarse—begging her.

She took another step toward him—raising one hip—and stopped. Her finger cymbals snapped. He arose and reached to stroke her glowing cheeks. Geoffrey caressed her head with the pads of his fingertips. The potent touch sent insatiable desire to her center.

Serena closed her eyes, enjoying the sensuous ripples he evoked. A powerful familiar emotion caused her inner core muscles to tighten and release in rhythmic expectation. She craved his hands on her body, to be flooded with warmth, scorched by him and all that he would do.

She ran her hands down his chest and rested below his waist. Passion and lust raged through her in one glorious moment, threatening to devour her. Serena closed her eyes. She envisioned the tent with Geoffrey dressed as a sheik. In the imaginary world, she had no inhibitions. She was his private dancer and his desires were her delight to fulfill.

Geoffrey removed his garments then untied Serena’s silk pants and they fell. He sensed she was white hot and welcomed the singe. Unable to delay another moment, he pulled her to the floor. She welcomed his glorious invasion when his manhood found her entrance. She clutched at his back, digging her fingernails into his flesh.

Geoffrey pushed into her, hard and fast, until the world crashed around them in exquisite pleasure.

The release only increased the avalanche of need. His shaft remained hard and steadfast.

“More, my love. I need more.” Serena raked her fingers through his hair.

He stroked her wet, soft inner flesh with his finger before entering her again with his manhood. He thrust again and again, as each continuous orgasm became more intense. She screamed his name as they soared to the heights of Olympus.

He growled as his desire was finally sated and he relaxed against her. The afterglow of this precious moment with his woman would warm him for a lifetime.

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