Free The Duke's Revenge by Alexia Praks Page B

tingling sensations through her being. His gaze
was intense on her face.
    She bit her lip and her fingers were digging
into the pillow. She gathered all her inner strength and kicked his
hand away. He narrowed his eyes dangerously at her.
    She shifted backward and hit her back
against the wall again.
    He caught her other leg and tugged her
down.
    She found herself half-lying on the bed.
    She scrambled up. When she tried to kick his
hand from her leg again, it was too late. He had managed to lift
the hem of her chemise up to her thigh, his fingers gently
caressing the embroidery of her garter around her thigh.
    He hooked one finger under the garter and
slid it down the length of her thigh.
    Ivy’s heart was thumping so hard in her
chest she was scared it might pop out of being. She bit her lip for
control. There was an urgent feeling twisting in the midst of her
womanhood. Her body was shaking with reactions. Suddenly, without
herself knowing it, she groaned.
    He glanced at her and smiled.
    Her garter and stocking were now around her
angle, exposing her shapely leg. He lifted her heel up in midair
and freed the garter and stocking. Then he proceeded to stroked
her, from her heel all the way up to her thigh.
    Ivy couldn’t think. All she could do was
feel this thrilling sensation all over her body.
    His face was inches from hers now. His hot
breath was fanning on her cheek. He moved his head closer, and
erotically, he licked her upper lip with his tongue. When she just
sat there staring at him like a halfwit child, he licked her lip
again. This time his tongue stroked the whole length of her
lip.
    That action did amazing things to Ivy’s
being. She wanted more. God help, but she wanted more. This burning
fire in the midst of her womanhood tightened even more.
    “ Oh...” she breathed,
closing her eyes.
    He smiled arrogantly and then he took her
lips. It was a slow, soft kiss. It was long and erotic. Suddenly,
he plucked his tongue in her mouth and wildly invaded her.
    A bolt of fear hit her. She pushed him away.
When he didn’t respond, she shook her head and banged his chest
with her fists to get his attention.
    Max was so consumed with his own desire that
he didn’t think how far he had gone. When at last he lifted his
head, he saw her teary eyes staring up at him. She looked
scared.
    She hugged herself into a ball. “Go away, I
don’t want you here,” she said quietly.
    He laughed harshly. “My dear, only moments
ago you were please with what I did to you, and now, you’re kicking
me out?” he said. “Come here!”
    She scrambled off the bed and ran to the
door. She was about to open it when it was jerked open from the
other side.
    “ Oh, m’ lady,” Lisa
gasped. She turned and saw her master. She quickly lowered her
head. “I’m sorry, your grace, I did not know you’re
here.”
    Max turned his gaze from the maid to his
mistress. Ivy was trembling from head to toe, he realized. Did she
fear him that much?
    Without a word he turned and stalked out the
room.
    Ivy turned to Lisa. She cried on the maid’s
shoulder and her whole body shook uncontrollably.
    “ Hush, m’ lady, everything
will be all right, you’ll see.”
    “ Perhaps...perhaps I was
just tired, that’s all.” Ivy lifted her head and stared at the
maid. “Perhaps it was just the long day.”
    “ I know,” Lisa said.
“Come, your bath is ready.”
    The warm water soothed her, calming her
cranky nerves like the sun rising after a whole night of angry
storm. Once she had dressed into her nightshirt and got into bed,
she wondered why she was crying so much for nothing. She could
never change the past, and she could never change the fact that she
was now a mistress to a duke. She must stop drooling about the
negative and look on the positive side. One thing was for sure, she
now has Lisa, her friend, as her lady’s maid. The fact that she was
now also living in her old home was something to thank for. Aye,
those were the positive side.