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.

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