The duke leaned in and gently, but firmly bit my earlobe, making me go weak at the knees. “Do not move Celeste.”
I heard his footsteps as he walked off, not daring to turn to see where he was going, I remained in place with my back to him as he commanded. My mind was going at a rate of noughts. What was about to happen? Did he want to have s****l intercourse with me? Here? Now in the open?
Why wasn’t that thought scaring me? Could I go through with something like that?
I felt the heat of the duke’s body again as he moved to stand directly behind me. His hands slid over my shoulders and down across the front of my dress. With one swift motion, he ripped the front of my dress open, sending lots of tiny burgundy-red buttons flying across the grassy ground. Then I felt his hands move acros
