Page 39 of A Duchess Bound (Dukes of Dominance #2)

A Few Months Later

Dorothy’s face was flushed with exertion. Her head was tossed back, her hair spread like a halo over the pillow. Gerard gripped her hips and rocked evenly inside her, bringing his manhood in and out in a purposefully infuriating rhythm. Dorothy pulled reflexively against the silk ties, which kept her wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts.