Submitting to the Rake by Em Brown

Author:Em Brown [Brown, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781419935602
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc
Published: 2012-01-24T16:20:41+00:00

Sebastian was not surprised at how well Miss Merrill had handled the crop. Wild thoughts ran through his head at the possibilities. There was so much he could do to her. So much he wanted to do to her besides fuck her against the post. How exquisite she would look with her entire body bound in ropes—her arms pinioned behind her, her calves tied to her thighs, her breasts captured and squeezed. Thus tied, she could learn to take him into her mouth and down her throat. It would not be easy, but with the proper incentive, he was confident she was not the sort to give up easily. The vision of his cock gliding between those plump, tender lips was nearly his undoing.

Containing the force of his lust had been like pushing a coach and four up a steep slope, but after she had finished convulsing against the post, when he knew the soreness in her limbs would come alive with a vengeance, a flood of tenderness had filled him. The sense of satisfaction as he cradled her in his arms was greater than he could ever remember it being. He knew not why he felt such a strong desire to protect her. And claim her as his.

Marguerite had been surprised by Miss Merrill, but no more surprised than he. He had taken dozens of women far comelier and more practiced than Miss Merrill. How was it then that he felt driven to madness by her? A cautionary bell rang in his head, one that questioned the wisdom of pursuing anything further.

Her arse had an alluring glow of rose about it. Ignoring the bell, he palmed her buttock and wondered if she was still a virgin here. Marguerite was correct—he didn’t do virgins. But hers was such a delectable arse, he found himself considering the prospect, intrigued at being the first to plumb her nether hole. His cock swelled its support for the idea.

Her coiffure had mostly come undone, and tendrils of hair curled about her face and down her neck. Tiny beads of perspiration dotted her nose. He liked her look of disarray. Liked that he was the one who had placed her in such a state. The flush in her rounded cheeks added to her loveliness. His hand wound its way to her mons, brushing her curls and feeling for the dampness between her thighs. A soft moan escaped her lips when he brushed past her clitoris.

He nibbled her ear. “Tell me now, Heloise, how you enjoyed your submission.”

“I suppose rather well,” she murmured.

Impudent chit, Sebastian thought to himself. He plunged his fingers into her wet folds and jarred them against a raised area of nerves.

“Ahhh,” she gasped.

“Only ‘rather well’?”

“Extremely well—much—I much enjoyed it.”

That is better. He pressed his groin against her buttocks as his fingers continued their assault. She arched herself into his hands.

“Do you desire more, Miss Merrill?”

She paused but a second before nodding her head affirmatively.

“Say it.”

“I wish for more.”

“More what?”

“More of what you would do to me, my lord.

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