She licked her lips, blood rushing loudly in her ears, and opened her mouth. The minute he slid along her tongue, she centered all her focus on him. She knew people were watching. She knew how she must look. But instead of being embarrassed, this surge of determination filled her. She would give Kade the blow job of his life. She would show him and all these people that she knew how to please him—this beautiful man who’d gone through so much trouble to give her this fantasy. He hadn’t declared her desires silly or unworthy or dumb. He’d honored them by going above and beyond to create it for her, down to the most minute detail. She would show her gratitude in the most obvious way possible. She would please him as if he really were her master. She would put her all into the fantasy, too.
She closed her eyes as he laced his fingers in her hair and guided her down his length. “That’s right, girl. Take all of me. I want all these people to see that I got the best slave of the bunch. My own little harlot.”
She ran her tongue along the thick vein on the bottom of his cock then drew back to lave the crown. She didn’t know if there were fancy techniques for giving head, but what she lacked in skill, she would make up for in enthusiasm. Kade groaned loud enough for anyone nearby to hear and his fingers tightened against her scalp.
“You look so beautiful sucking my cock, Tess,” he said, his voice filled with grit. “You’ve got every man who’s watching jealous because no one has a sexier slave than I do.”
The words drifted over her like soft, stroking hands, the sincerity in his voice and use of her first name making something inside her lift and lighten. She pulled back slowly, letting her tongue circle him, then looked up. “Thank you, sir.”
The look in his eyes almost undid her. But she reminded herself that every man probably looked at a woman like that when she had his dick in her mouth. It was nothing more than that. But she couldn’t stop stupid emotions from blooming in her chest like big, fat flowers. She closed her eyes and redoubled her efforts on pleasuring him.
Soon, she lost all sense of everything except the feel of his grip on her hair, the way he was moving her over his cock, and the sounds he was making. He was rough, grinding his hips against her mouth and not giving her leeway to pull off. But she relished the sense of being at his mercy, could feel her body relaxing and giving over to it. And when she opened her eyes to enjoy watching her well-dressed duke lauding his power over her, that sent him over the edge. He pulled out and spun her away, leading her with his grip on her hair and pushing her down on all fours. She hit the grass on hands and knees and he shoved her skirt up her thighs. The night air hit her damp skin. His fingers dipped inside her. “Look how fucking wet you are, girl. So damn sexy. Everybody can see how badly you need me to fuck you.”
Her fingers dug into the earth as he pumped fingers inside her, jostling the clit ring and sending pleasure straight up her spine. She couldn’t think about anyone watching. In that moment, there was no one there but the two of them and what he was doing to her.
“Tell me you need to be fucked. Beg me for it.” He curled his fingers along her G-spot.
“Please, sir,” she gasped.
“Please, what?”
“Please, fuck me. I need you to.”
She heard him opening up the condom packet and then he was at her entrance. He shoved forward without finesse, but her body was so ready for him that he met no resistance. His hand reached around and gently tugged her clit ring, the simple move nearly sending her over into orgasm. Her teeth clamped together, the combination of the stimulation and her sensitive, freshly shaven skin almost too much. But she didn’t want this to end too fast. He thrust into her with long strokes and her head lolled between her shoulders as he buried deep over and over again, his fingers constantly teasing her hot button.
She lowered to her elbows, her body going into surrender mode, and put every ounce of energy into not coming. But Kade seemed intent on keeping her on the edge and holding her there. He knew when to move his fingers more gently and when to tug and pinch. She was outright begging after a while.
“That’s it,” he said, his voice strained. “Beg me for it. You want to come?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I want to come.”
“Then come, slave.” He sunk all the way into her and slid the ring off.
Every ounce of energy burst out of her in one shrieking cry as the orgasm crashed down on her. Her nails sunk into the grass and she let it all go. She didn’t care where she was or who was watching. All she cared about was Kade inside her and the overwhelming sensations overtaking her.
Soon Kade’s groans joined hers and he came hard, dragging her hips against him with a bruising grip and pumping into her with unchecked force. Tomorrow she would be marked. She would be sore. She would probably be shocked that she’d done this in front of others.
But at that moment, she didn’t fucking care. She was sailing.
When the last of his release was emptied inside her and their bre
athing had slowed, he eased his grip on her and backed off. He slipped her skirt down to cover her and helped her off her knees. She sat down in the grass, watching him tuck himself back into his pants.
When he was done, he crouched down in front of her and tapped her nose with the tip of his finger, a twinkle in his eyes. “I guess you’ll do, slave.”
She snort laughed, an indelicate sound that she tried to cover, to no avail, especially when he gave her a broad grin.
“Perhaps I’m worth more than ten thousand pounds, sir,” she teased.
“Oh, I assure you, I’d empty my coffers for you.” He leaned forward and gave her a long, openmouthed kiss that garnered a whistle from another partygoer.
Only then did she remember that others were still watching them. Kade helped her to her feet and they turned to face the party. Some people had moved on to do their own thing, but there were a significant number of people with their gazes still on them. Most were smiling their way and one clapped. Not knowing what else to do in such a bizarre situation, Tessa grabbed her skirt and gave a little curtsey.
Kade laughed and wrapped his arm around her. “Already practicing to be a princess.”