Lily and the Duke (Sex and the Season 1)

He gently undressed her and threw her clothes into a heap next to his.

“Open your legs for me, love.” He kissed down to her opening. “So sweet, so wet.” He slid his fingers into her, stroking and teasing. “You feel amazing.”

He licked and probed until the familiar jolts rippled through her body, crashing her into euphoria. She wept his name, arching into him, and kissed him when he came back up to her.

“Have you missed me, Lily?”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

“My God,” he said, “you’re so much to me. Not just a fuck. Tell me you know that. Tell me.”

“Yes, Daniel. Yes.”

He rolled over so she was on top of him. He positioned her over his cock.

“What are you doing?”

He lifted her gently over his shaft, nudging her open, and slid her down, impaling her.

“Oh!”

“Ride me.” He gently moved her body up and down over him, until she caught the rhythm and took over. “Yes, love. You’re so beautiful, so tight.” He took her hand and led it to her clitoris, showing her how to stimulate herself. “Touch yourself there. Yes, that’s it.”

Lily warmed with embarrassment, but she wanted to please him, so she touched herself, finding the spot that made her convulse. “Oh my. That’s so…oh my!” Another orgasm struck her.

Daniel reached behind her and rubbed a finger over her most private place. She widened her eyes, but allowed it, as she had previously. His touch made her sizzle, and the sensitivity of her anus still surprised her.

“Did you know, love, that I can take you there?” Daniel said, massaging her lightly as she continued to ride his cock.

“I never…”

“For another time, of course.”

He removed his finger and grasped her breasts, squeezing her nipples. Her pussy pulsed, on the edge of another orgasm, when suddenly he released her breasts and grabbed her hips. He thundered into her, pulling her down onto him until she could swear he nudged the edge of her womb.

“I’m going to come, Lily. I’m coming for you. Only you.” He plunged upwards, his eyes squeezed shut, his abdominal muscles tense and taut.

Lily collapsed on top of him, kissing his face, his neck, his lips. Inside her head she shouted, I love you! I love you!

But she didn’t say it aloud. She was afraid.

* * *

Lily found Rose, Sophie, and Alexandra on the terrace with some of the other women when she returned, and she couldn’t resist showing them her amazing engagement ring.

“You look very happy.” Rose smiled. “Have you resigned yourself to this marriage yet?”

“Almost,” Lily said. If only she could be sure Daniel loved her and would be faithful to her. “I’m done fighting it, at least.”

“I would trade places with you in an instant,” Ally said. “If only a man would look at me the way the duke looks at you.”

“Someone will,” Sophie consoled her sister. “Someone will for all of us, someday.”

They chatted until Crawford interrupted them. “My lady,” he said to Lily. “Please pardon my intrusion. Her Grace would like to see you in her private sitting room.”

“Her Grace? Whatever for?”

“I don’t know, my lady. But please come at once.”