am-books Chapter 333 Duchess - r18
Chapter 333 Duchess - r18
Chapter 333 Duchess - r18
Julian pressed harder against her, the thick, hot length of his cock grinding against her ass in slow, deliberate strokes. Each movement sent a jolt of electricity through her body.
She whimpered at the sensation, her resolve crumbling as heat pooled between her thighs. Her breath came in shallow gasps, each exhale trembling as his body moved with sensual purpose. His breath was warm against her ear, sending a shiver of need down her spine. His lips brushed the sensitive skin just below, and his whispers teased her ear. "You can pretend all you like, Duchess," he murmured, his voice low and velvety. "But your body tells me everything."
Her fingers curled against the rough bark of the tree, her nails digging into it. She grounded herself, her hips instinctively pushing back against his thrusts.
She fought to keep her composure, but every inch of him, every push against her body made it harder. Her breath grew ragged, her mind clouding with the rush of pleasure building inside her.
His hands slid down her sides, fingers gripping her hips possessively. He pressed himself against her again, harder this time. She shuddered, a small gasp escaping her lips.
"Mmh..." she moaned, her head tilting back slightly. Her eyes fluttered closed as the sensation of his body against hers overwhelmed her senses.
Julian smirked at her response, enjoying the power he held over her. He watched as her body betrayed her. His hands moved with purpose, one sliding beneath her gown.
His fingers trailed teasingly along her inner thigh. He moved slowly, savoring every tremble, every hitched breath she took. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the soft tremor of her legs. He took his time, letting her suffer in delicious anticipation, until his fingers finally found the wetness between her thighs.
"So wet already?" he whispered, his voice thick with lust. His fingers brushed lightly over her folds. "You were aching for this, weren't you?"
She bit her lip, a small frown forming as she tried to hold back from admitting the truth. She refused to speak, but the sharp inhale of her breath betrayed her as he pressed against her clit. He rubbed slow, lazy circles that had her body trembling in response.
Julian chuckled darkly, the sound low and sinful. "Still too proud to admit it?" he taunted, his voice dripping with amusement.
Without warning, he spun her around again, his grip firm and unyielding. He pressed her back against the tree. Her eyes widened in surprise, her pulse spiking at the sudden change.
Julian chuckled darkly, the sound low and sinful. "Still too proud to admit it?" he taunted, his voice dripping with amusement.
Without warning, he spun her around again, his grip firm and unyielding. He pressed her back against the tree. Her eyes widened in surprise, her pulse spiking at the sudden change.
Before she could protest or even think to speak, his lips crashed onto hers, seizing her breath in a kiss that was both forceful and hungry.
His tongue pushed past her lips, claiming her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss that had her melting against him. His hands moved quickly, gripping her thighs and lifting her effortlessly. Her heart raced with both excitement and dread.
She moaned into his mouth, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Her body instinctively arched into him. The rough bark of the tree pressed against her back, sending a spark of discomfort that only heightened her arousal.
"You feel so good, Duchess," he groaned, his voice rough with lust. "So tight... so perfect for me."
His words, laced with dark praise, sent a wave of heat rushing to her core. She whimpered at his dominance, her body tightening with every thrust, every rough touch.
Her walls clenched around him, her pleasure building to an almost unbearable height.
"Julian!" she cried out, her body arching in response to the pressure building inside her. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in as she struggled to hold onto some shred of control.
"That's it," he whispered against her lips, kissing her fiercely. "Come for me."
The sensation of his fingers finding her clit again was the last straw. His touch was perfect, his rhythm matching the pounding of his cock inside her, pushing her to the edge.
She tensed, every muscle in her body seizing as pleasure exploded through her, tearing through her like a wildfire. Her body arched sharply, and she cried out his name as waves of ecstasy crashed over her.
Julian's groan of satisfaction echoed in her ears as he felt her walls tighten around him, her release milking him, driving him to his own breaking point.
His thrusts became erratic, his control slipping, and with a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside her. His cock throbbed as he spilled into her, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.
They both stood there, trembling in the aftermath, panting in unison. Their bodies still pressed together.
The world seemed to pause for a moment, the only sound the ragged breaths they took, the soft rustle of the leaves around them.
Julian finally pulled back slightly, his lips curling into a satisfied smirk as he looked down at her. Her body still quaked from the intensity of the release.
"I think that settles our little arrangement, don't you?" he whispered, his voice thick with satisfaction.
The Duchess, still breathless, could only nod weakly. Her body spent, her pride shattered, but her desire still burned. Still unfulfilled in ways she had yet to explore.
Without a word, he slid his hand between them, brushing lightly over her swollen clit. She gasped, her hips instinctively bucking toward him, her body betraying her.
"Still want more, Duchess?" His voice was a whisper, hot and dangerous, and he didn't wait for an answer before he pressed two fingers deep inside her, his thumb circling her clit in a rhythm that was slow, deliberate, building her back up.
Her back arched as she let out a breathy moan, her hands clawing at his chest as she struggled to hold on. She was already so sensitive, the lingering afterglow of her first orgasm making every touch that much more intense.
"Julian... please..." she gasped, her voice cracking with need.
He kissed her deeply, swallowing her desperate cry as he thrust his fingers in and out, pushing her closer to the edge once more.