“Theo, I am going to loosen you up. Is that all right?” he asked her gently, but she could hear his own dark desires pushing through.
“Yes, please,” she begged and he listened to her pleas.
Alexander pressed a second finger inside of her, stretching her slowly. Theodora’s head fell back against the seat as she moaned. Her breathing turned ragged and desperate. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in her core until she was trembling, thighs shaking, fingers digging into his shoulders as he thrust his hand in a gentle rhythm.
“Unravel for me,” he whispered as he looked up at her. “Let me feel you shatter around me.”
At his command, Theodora felt her rising arousal. His palm rubbed against her core and his fingers thrust wildly in and out of her. She choked on a cry when her inner walls suddenly tightened around his fingers and waves of release crashed through her.
“Oh, Alex!” she cried out.
“Good girl,” he grunted and worked her through it, slowly and steadily, until she was limp and trembling.
Only then did he withdraw his hand, bringing glistening fingers to his mouth and licking them clean while holding her gaze. The sight sent a fresh aftershock through her.
“You taste so good, Theo.” His voice was rough and unrecognizable.
Theodora was completely breathless. She tried to sit up slowly.
“Stop,” Alexander suddenly ordered her and she immediately stilled. “Stay just like that.”
He got up and sat on the seat opposite her. Theodora struggled to gather her thoughts when she noticed that Alexander was stroking his unsheathed manhood. She had not even realized that he had set his member free, but now she watched his movements carefully. Her pulse picked spiked. She wanted to reach out and do it for him but she had no idea how to pleasure a man.
“May I…”
“Not tonight.” He left no room for argument. “Just sit there and watch.”
Theodora’s body trembled. Her legs were left wide open and Alexander looked between them as his hand moved up and down on his shaft. Theodora breathed heavily through her mouth and lifted her skirts higher for him. She felt a new wave of satisfaction when she heard Alexander groan loudly. The rhythm of her breathing matched his while his hand moved faster and faster until he cussed and hot seed spilled over his naked thighs.
Theodora let out a soft moan as fresh desire settled over her. The sight of him would be etched into her memories forever. She needed a new release but to her dismay the carriage began to slow down, and panic gripped her.
Alexander exhaled loudly, pulled his trousers up and slipped his shirt on with no hassle whatsoever. Theodora fluffed her skirts down nervously and with trembling fingers tried to fix her hair and cloak before the carriage stopped completely.
Her body did not recover, and her breathing was shallow and erratic.
“Alex, how?—”
“How do I feel?” he cut her off as his eyes darkened. “I feel as though I need you around every damn second or I will lose my mind. And when you are around, I feel as though I need to taste every part of you until I am fully satisfied.”
Theodora’s breath hitched.
“You do not have to tell me how you feel,” he continued as he eyed her with a smirk.
She was envious of Alexander’s stamina and composure. Even then he seemed calmer than she did as he helped her out of the carriage a moment later. He chuckled when he steadied her before her knees threatened to buckle and Theodora shot him a cold look before she brushed against him and walked away.
“Goodbye, Alex,” she tried to speak coldly but her voice wavered.
“I want to see you again,” he called out before she entered Dowell House.
Theodora looked back at him, still flushed and lightheaded.
“No,” she said simply and turned away before she changed her mind.
It was too dangerous to see him again, but heaven knew that she wanted to turn back right then and there, and continue what they had started. As the door closed behind her, Theodora could hear the Scarlet Duke’s laughter, and the sound followed her through the dark corridor.
CHAPTER 17
Dearest Rosalind,
