The Duke Wants Her Curves: Taboo Historical BBW Forbidden Erotic Rubenesque Romance Read Free Page A

mania taking over my whole body. I looked upward and breathed deeply, the anticipation of his further touch almost too much to bear. ‘I can do something about the feeling for you, if you like, but you must be totally quiet, do you understand?’
    I looked at him with eyes wide open and nodded once more.
    ‘Good,’ he said. His finger started to move. Slowly at first. He rubbed its tip up and down the soft, fleshy lips of my opening. There was so much moisture there that is felt like silk running up and down me. The pleasure was incredible. It came over me in waves as he started to gently explore my kitty. It was masterful the way he moved, teasing my flesh. I clamped my mouth shut, but found it very difficult not to let any sound spill from my lips. Then, he pushed his finger up towards the tender little nub at the top of my slit and started to gently rub it in little circles. I wasn’t prepared for the sensation, and my body bucked beneath his hand, almost throwing the sheet off. When he started to move a little quicker, I couldn’t help it; I let out the tiniest gasp.
    Immediately, his finger pulled away.
    ‘Briony, if your father hears, there will be hell to pay.’ I looked at him with imploring eyes, begging him to continue. ‘There’s only one thing for it.’
    He opened his leather bag, and took out a small, red, silken handkerchief. Then, he came to my head, and, with a practised motion tied it around my mouth, totally gagging me.
    ‘Is that comfortable, Briony?’ I nodded.
    When his hand returned to my nether regions, this time he was not gentle. I felt his thick finger at the mouth of my entrance, and then, he pushed it in while looking me straight in the eye. ‘I feel so lucky to be the first man to explore you, Briony,’ he said. I could feel the hard nubs of his knuckles inside me. Then, he started to slide the finger in and out of me. He pushed hard and with a steady rhythm. I wanted to scream with pleasure, but the gag stopped me from making any sound. He pushed it harder and then, with a wicked grin, he slid a second finger into my pussy. I felt sudden warm waves of pleasure start to radiate around my body. It was like a bright light was being shone straight into my eyes. I felt his thumb start to massage the pleasure centre at the top of my slit and I started to writhe around under his touch like a possessed animal. I pushed myself harder into him, wanting more from him. I looked down at his crotch, where I know men kept their snakes and I saw something bulging in there, desperate to get out.
    ‘Not today, Briony, you must be intact for the Duke, my dear,’ he said. Then he started to move his hand really fast, like a galloping horse. I couldn’t take it any more. Overcome with sudden relief, I bucked upward and swallowed up his finger with my pussy. I closed my eyes and felt more liquid beating out of my, as all of the muscles of my body contracted with ecstasy.
    ‘Excellent, my dear,’ said the doctor, pulling his hand away, ‘the Duke will be most pleased with his new plaything.’

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Life felt different after my encounter with the Doctor. I felt a new-found confidence in me, as though something fiery and unknown had been awoken in my breast. I was a little more assertive with my uncle, and started to realise that, in a way, I had all of the power in the household now. He was totally dependant on me for his shot at a work-free life, and so I made him work for it. I demanded that he buy me a new dress, for one, and went with him to York to pick it out. I chose a beautiful white lacy thing, figuring that if I was going to be married to this Duke, I might as well dress for the part. The look on my uncle’s face when he had to shell out a whole pound for it was priceless! Well, I suppose it was actually worth about a pound!
    Life was really just a long wait now. It was two weeks after the Doctor’s visit that I was due to go to the Duke, and not