---- 326.
BATHING THE DUCHESS ELLIOT Istood there, watching her with my head slightly bowed.
The steam from.
the small bathhouse enveloped us, warming our skin.
Her soft hands fumbled slightly as she began undoing my buttons.
All these years with this woman by my side, and never had I drowned in this scorching desire consuming me now.
She opened my shirt and slid it smoothly down my broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
The intense look in her eyes devoured my chest.
Her fingers traced timidly over my heated skin, damp with the warmth of the room.
Tlet out a low groan as she trailed down my tensed abdomen.
The scent of arousal from her cunt was driving me insane.
She was turned on, very turned on, and for the first time, I liked itliked being attractive to her.
"Mmm," Iran the tip of my tongue over my canines, which tingled slightly.
Thad to control myself, keep my wolf from showing, but her curious exploration of my hardened cock was pushing me over the edge.
"Unzip me, now," I growled lowly, pressing myself closer against her.
If she had dragged me to this point, shed have to deal with the consequences.
I watched as she moved her hand from her chest, setting the bandages aside on a nearby hook.
---- For a moment, I worriedI didnt want to hurt her.
"Let me see your wound," I murmured, taking her hand and turning her back toward me.
By the gods, those breasts could take my eye out.
They bounced with the slightest movement, and my mouth ached to suck on them.
I swallowed hard, breathing heavily.
I think my lack of sex for so long was working against me.
"I'm fine.
You can't even see the wound.
I used one of those suction cups Mrs.
Nora gave me," she said softly, stepping toward me again.
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Asmall white patch clung to her skin, just above her sternum, at the base of her breasts.
Better she kept believing she was healing on her own.
"Then lets hurry before the water cools," she whispered.
I let her continue undressing me.
She unfastened the buttons, and as she pulled my trousers down, my rock -hard cock sprang free, bouncing slightly.
The swollen, flushed tip glistened with precum just from this little game veins bulging with need.
I watched her closely, gauging her reaction to my nakedness.
Her eyes, dark and glazed with lust, didnt disappoint.
Her sensual gasp, the way she unconsciously ran the tip of her tongue over her plump upper lip, devouring my cock with her gaze...
Mmm, her mouth wrapped around me...
Shit.
This bath was either going ---- to be torture or pure pleasure.
"Get in the tub," I ordered, my voice coming out deep and untamed.
I took her hand and helped her step inside.
She lifted one leg over the edge, then the other, before sinking into the warm water up to her chesther supposed wound completely uncovered.
The tub wasnt exactly spacious.
With her knees drawn to her chest, she leaned forward, making room.
Islid in behind her, settling in, spilling a bit of water over the sides.
With my legs spread, touching the wooden walls, I pulled her hips back, pressing my cock snugly between her ass cheeks, her back resting against my chest.
The scent of lavender intoxicated my senses, heightening my arousal.
"Elliot, help me tie up my hair," she murmured, and I had to admit every time she said my name with that sinful mouth, my cock throbbed even harder.
I grabbed a ribbon from the small stool beside the tub, tying her hair up for her.
It made me remember when she first arrived at the mansion, how I had forbidden her from calling me by my name.
She had always called me Duke.
A lot had changed since she came from the countryside.
"Like this?" I asked, savoring the sight of her delicate, exposed neck, her slender shoulders, that soft nape.
Something inside me demanded I kiss her, inhale her scentand I
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