Chapter 11

CHAPTER ELEVEN

N ora tossed her head to the side as she moaned. She hadn't noticed when the Duke's name first slipped out of her mouth in the throes of her passion, but it had so quickly escaped her that she'd paused to see how he would react.

Instead

In place of the anger she'd been expecting, the Duke had flicked his tongue even harder against her clit, sucking it into his mouth. She had never known anything to be quite as good in all of her years.

After the time her friend had told her about touching herself and she'd tried it, Nora had felt so weird that she was quick to discard it as something she wasn't meant to enjoy.

Now, however, as the Duke's tongue slipped inside her, slowly moving inside her, and as she felt the heat and roughness of his tongue against her clit, she couldn't. Her perspective on things was forever changed.

The Duke's expert tongue moved against her clit, sucking it into his mouth once more. He groaned against it, sending vibrations up her body that caused her to shudder.

"Hmm… how absolutely delicious you taste," he said against her clit.

Nora's face flushed a deep shade of red, part in embarrassment and part in pleasure. She'd never expected him to say things like that to her, and yet his words made heat pool in her core.

She had never experienced something like this before. She gasped as pressure built inside her. Her hips rolled of their own accord. She had lost control of her body as she struggled to chase after this strange feeling that was shooting through her, elusive and yet carrying a promise of something wonderful.

"There you go. Let your body take control and do whatever you want. Nothing is wrong," he urged.

The Duke laughed when she pressed his head against her clit, moving her clit against his mouth as she moaned his name over and over again, unable to stop herself from doing so.

"Oh… something is happening, Samuel," she said, just as her body tensed and pleasure shot through her, the feeling like nothing she could describe.

His tongue continued to lap at her, prolonging the pleasurable waves that threatened to upend her insides.

Nora gasped when she finally came down from her pleasure wave. She looked at him through hooded eyes as he licked his lips, a wide smile on his face.

"I thoroughly enjoyed doing that to you. I don't believe I have ever felt such pleasure at the prospect of giving another pleasure before," he said.

Nora sighed deeply, coming down from her high, her body relaxed and free of all the tension she'd brought in with her as a result of all that had transpired in the past few days with her stepfather.

"It is my first time, so I cannot say with certainty that it is the best pleasure I will ever receive." She blushed as she looked at him shyly. "But I can say it is the best thing I have ever experienced. I never knew there could be anything quite like this."

He stood to his feet, the tent in his pants catching her eye. She gasped and looked away for a moment, unable to stop herself. Her cheeks turned red as she imagined what it would look like.

He looked down at his trousers and laughed. "Oh, this… You can't blame me. It's your fault, Lady Nora."

He was about to pull away when she stopped him. "No, I want to see."

She blushed when he regarded her in silence.

What am I doing?

"Are you certain?"

She nodded.

The Duke walked over to her, standing in front of her as he loosened the strings of his pants, letting them fall down his waist.

Nora reached out, touching him tentatively, her hands stroking up and down the length of his shaft.

The Duke jumped slightly, causing Nora to jerk her hand back while he stared at her in surprise. "I didn't expect you to do that."

"Oh… I want to touch you too," she said shyly.

She reached her hand once again, touching him softly. She hadn't done this before, and she hoped her lack of expertise wouldn't be too obvious. His amused expression made it clear that he knew.

She flushed.

"I've never done this before," she said.

"I know," he responded. His hand wrapped around hers, bringing it back to his shaft. "You're a lot naughtier than you seem though… You're doing a great job."

Her face heated up, and he chuckled lowly.

He stroked himself with her hand, swallowing down a groan at the softness of her palm and how nice it felt against his skin.

"There you go… all you need to do is wrap your hand tighter around it and stroke up and down."

Nora continued as he had when he let go, her face set in concentration. "Am I doing this right?"

He pulled her hand up to the head. "You could focus your attention here. Just hold it and explore as you wish."

Nora smiled as she played with the bulbous head. She pinched it between her thumb and forefinger, giggling as it jerked in her hand. She did it again and looked up to see him watching her with an amused smile on his face.

Her hands wrapped tighter around his shaft and stroked up and down the length of it, smiling when he groaned and threw his head back, stiffening further in her hand. She had worried she wouldn't be able to do it right, but now, seeing him with his head thrown back just as hers had been only moments ago filled her with relief and boldness.

She didn't know why she was being so proactive, but this felt a lot more intense than their previous sessions ever were.

Maybe it's because of your stepfather's ultimatum.

She discarded that thought, paying attention to what she was doing.

"I want to… can I try something?" she asked.

She wrapped her other hand around the base of his shaft and pulled slightly as her other hand continued to move up and down.

She couldn't claim to be an expert. However, his groans were like music to her ears.

His words came out as throaty gasps. "That was an understatement before… You're so good, Nora… This is incredible."".

Samuel's hips jerked, thrusting his shaft into her hands over and over again. He wrapped his hands around hers, tightening them even further as another groan escaped his lips.

"Don't stop, Nora," he said, using her Christian name just as she had used his.

Her eyes widened, and she smiled just as warm liquid coated her hands.

She pulled them back, staring at it curiously. She had never seen it before, although she'd heard about it since becoming a wallflower.

Nora smiled in satisfaction, glad that she was able to bring him pleasure just as he had given her.

The Duke sat down beside her, his chest heaving. He pulled his pants up and frowned as he looked at her fingers coated in his essence.

"Come. Let's get you cleaned up," he said, helping her with her dress before leading her towards the washroom.bathroom.

She washed her hands and took the towel he offered her, wiping her hands on it. Her mind replayed what had just transpired between them. It was beyond anything she could ever have imagined.

The Duke had managed to help her forget her worries. She glanced surreptitiously at him. His face was one of calm, losing the harsh lines that had been present when she came into the room.

It seemed she had managed to help him forget about his worries too. She muffled her joyous laugh, unable to explain why she was so giddy with excitement. The Duke smiled at her as well, washing his hands too.

"Thanks for showing me what to do," she said. "Did you really like what I did?"

What am I saying?

She bit her lip as she waited for his answer.

He nodded.

"Yes, I did. Just as much as I enjoyed bringing you pleasure."

Nora nodded, looking down at her hands.

Was it better than all of your other lovers?

Her lips pursed as she swallowed back the question she wanted to ask. The last thing she wanted was to put the Duke off with questions like that.

Of course, he doesn't want to talk about such things with me.

She was new to all of this, but that did not guarantee that the other ladies were. She had heard many ladies speak among themselves when they thought no one was listening during balls. Moreover, the Duke had told her that he usually preferred ladies with a lot more experience than she had.

Forget about all of that, Nora. What does it even matter? Why do you even care?

The last thing she wished to do after such a wonderful night was to ruin things with questions she had no idea why she wanted to ask.

He led her out of the washroom and back into the music room.

"I will try to support you," he said suddenly, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"Make a plan and keep a watchful eye out for when you and your mother can escape."

Her eyes watered as she stared at him gratefully. "You truly wish to help me?"

Samuel nodded immediately. "Of course. I told you that I would. All you have to do is let me know when you want to put your plan in motion, and I will take care of the rest."

Nora sniffled, suddenly overwhelmed by her emotions. "Thank you."

She'd been so caught up in her thoughts about what to do since her stepfather told her he would be sending her over to Lady Mathilda that she hadn't had any moment of calm until she joined Samuel for another rendezvous.

"I'll have the carriage prepared to take you back before daylight and before they start to wonder where you are."

Nora sat still as the carriage took her out of the estate until she could no longer see the Duke. He had walked her out and stood there, waiting for the carriage to depart.move.

"Are there any truths to the rumors surrounding him?" she asked the empty carriage.

Contrary to all that had been said about him, the Duke had been so patient with her ever since they met. Not even after she had blackmailed him, threatening to expose him if he didn't pay for her silence, had she felt wary of him.

Today was even more marvelous than any other time they had spent together. She giggled, stifling the sound so they did not hear her outside the vehicle, although she doubted they could hear her over the sound of the wheels on cobbled streets and the horses' hooves.

The Duke had been so gentle with her. He made her feel things she'd never felt before. Her eyes closed as she remembered how his fingers and tongue had expertly worshipped her body until she couldn't take it anymore. She had never thought she would ever experience anything like this in her life. She was glad that it was him she felt it with and not anyone else.

She wanted to continue seeing him. At the beginning of their rendezvous, when she agreed to be his mistress for seven nights, she had agreed with the mind that seven nights wouldn't be such a long time and soon she could forget all about it and never have to mention it ever again. However, she couldn't imagine going on without seeing him ever again.

Even more, he had agreed to help her. Nora frowned. She was grateful that he wanted to help her, but she knew what that meant. It would likely be the last time she ever saw him again, other than during balls. She doubted she would be allowed to walk up to him for a conversation unless he spoke to her first. Somehow, walking up to him seemed like breaking an unspoken rule.

She heaved a sigh, suddenly feeling down. Nora tried to brush away the feeling, but she couldn't. She had been brazen today. However, with the threat of being sent away, it was doubtful that she would ever experience something like that ever again with any man, so why wouldn't she give in to the guilty pleasure?

Nora embraced the feeling of ecstasy at the thought of completely giving herself over to the Duke. She rubbed her hand up and down her chest to ease the pounding of her heart.chest.

Why is my heart beating so fast?

She rested her head on the window of the carriage and closed her eyes as her thoughts returned to Samuel.