Page 41 of A Deal with a Rake

Taking his cock to the back of her throat, like he’d patiently instructed her, Florentia swallowed, before she sucked him hard and slow.

He let out a strangled groan, before he pulled her up by the nape, forcing her to release him.Lifting her up, her husband carried her to the large burgundy sofa against the wall.

“On all fours.”

“Yes!”She eagerly positioned herself on the sofa, not worrying about her day dress.

Since the sickness she’d experienced early in her pregnancy had ended, Florentia was bombarded with excessive ardor.She had to have Tavish often, whenever she wanted.It didn’t matter to her if he was working at the boxing club, or visiting his brothers at O’Brien’s, she had found a way to reach him and demand he serve her.

He always did.

He entered her, fast and hard, his rhythm a brutal pace that she loved nearly as much as she loved him.

“You’re greedy and wet today, Princess,” he gritted out, his big hands guiding her on and off his hard length.

“Only for you,” she moaned, feeling her sex pulse around him.“Oh God!”Her body froze, and then shook, as her climax washed over her fast and wild.

“Fecking hell,” he shouted, thrusting inside of her, and grinding his pelvis in a way that caused her to climax again.

Burying her face in the sofa, she cried out in pleasure, trying to catch her breath.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” Tavish said, pulling her up to sit on his lap.

Kissing soft reverent kisses up his neck until she reached his lips, she gave him a soft smile.“Never.”

He chuckled, kissing her long and deep.“I love you,” he whispered, his big hand cupping her cheek.

She swallowed down her emotions, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall.“I love you too.”

Some days she still couldn’t believe that someone loved her, and that she loved him in return.But Tavish O’Brien loved her more than Florentia could’ve ever wished for.She wasn’t entirely sure that she deserved him, but selfishly she would hold on to him for the rest of her days.

He was hers, her husband, her duke, her brute.

The End.