8. Ariana
8
ARIANA
I’m struggling to catch my breath as I lie in Duke’s truck bed, shivering through the aftershocks of my orgasm. Duke has already straightened up. He’s unbuttoning his shirt with desperate fingers, his eyes fixed on my body like a man possessed. The aching between my legs is more intense than ever as his shirt falls away to reveal his thick, muscular chest. There’s something wild about him. From my position, lying on my back with Duke towering over me, he looks like a giant from a fairy tale. Too big to be real, stealing my breath away as the trees rustle around us, the balmy night air warm against our skin.
“I need you, Ariana,” he growls, reaching for his jeans and tugging them down. A trail of hair disappears beneath his boxers, and despite the deepening darkness surrounding us, I can make out the giant bulge pushing against the fabric.
He pauses for a moment, reaching down to unclip my bra, the only thing left covering my nakedness. A flicker of self-consciousness blooms as I shrug off the straps and throw it aside. But Duke seems to like what he sees. He lets out a deep groan and sinks his head to my chest, sucking and squeezing my tits, his tongue teasing my sensitive nipples. It feels so good, but I’m ready for more. I’m ready for all of him.
Before he can protest, I pull away from his mouth, scrambling onto my knees and reaching for his boxers. He makes a noise of approval deep in his throat, his eyes piercing mine as I slip them down, sucking in a gasp as his enormous girth springs free.
Oh my God.
Duke’s cock is as big as the rest of him—impossibly long and thick. My heart skips a beat as I reach out to touch it, shocked by the hardness. I wrap both hands around it, but my fingers don’t meet. He lets out a deep hum of satisfaction as I touch his cock, exploring it with my hands, shivering at the thought of it pushing inside me, filling me up. My core throbs with anticipation, and Duke seems to read my mind. He pushes me back down, my back against the truck bed, and I scooch backward, bundling up my discarded clothes to use as a pillow. Duke gets in with me, pushing my legs open and positioning himself between them. I can hardly breathe, and when I feel the tip of his cock brush against my folds, my head starts to spin.
“Tell me you want this, princess,” Duke says, eyes dark with lust. “I need to hear it.”
“I want it.” My voice is a mixture of fear and longing, and I see his brows knit together.
“Are you scared?” he asks.
“A little.” I swallow hard. “I’ve never done this before.”
I’ve read about sex; mostly in old bodice rippers where rakish dukes deflower their ladies. But until tonight, books are as close to the real thing as I’ve ever gotten, and it’s a lot more overwhelming in real life. I want it more than anything, but I’m scared it will hurt.
“It’s my first time too,” Duke says, gently running his hand down my side. “I’ll take care of you, okay? I won’t let myself hurt you.”
I nod, sucking in a breath as Duke grabs the base of his cock and positions the tip against my folds. He rubs against me, easing me open as he slowly pushes forward. My wet core squeezes open around him, and I gasp for air as his cock sinks deeper into me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, and nerves I never knew existed buzz with pain and pleasure as Duke fills me up, my walls stretching to accommodate his giant girth.
“Oh,” I whimper, scrunching my eyes shut.
“You’re doing great, princess,” Duke says, his voice hoarse. “Only a little more, okay?”
Every time I think he’s bottomed out, he inches forward again, and just when I’m convinced he’s about to split me in half, he finally hits the deepest spot inside me. The stars behind my eyes are brighter than any meteor shower.
“Fuck, you’re amazing; you took it all,” Duke rasps, leaning down to kiss my cheek. “Are you okay?”
“I…I think so.”
“You sure?”
There’s a stinging sensation between my legs, but it feels deliciously naughty, and my body is crying out for more. Animal desires are racing through me, intense and primal, and I know instinctively what I need.
“I’m sure,” I tell Duke, looking up at him. “Please. I want it so much.”
“Fuck. You’re gonna make me come before we’ve even started.”
He bends down to kiss me, and as his warm tongue invades my mouth, I feel him start to move inside me. Slowly at first, letting me adjust to his size as his hot, masculine taste floods my mouth—whiskey and musk. The combination of sensations is intoxicating. My arms loop around his strong neck, and I hold on to him tightly as his rhythm speeds up, hips slapping against me.
“OH!” I cry, but it’s muffled by Duke’s hungry mouth as he slams his cock inside me.
It feels so good.
So, so good.
With a deep groan, Duke breaks our kiss, grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head as he fucks me hard. I squeeze my eyes shut, but he instantly grabs my chin and says, “Eyes on me, princess. Look at me when I fuck you.”
With a whimper, I do as he says. Our eyes lock, and the surrounding forest disappears into nothingness. There’s only me and Duke, our bodies slapping together, rutting like animals beneath the night sky. I don’t know where he ends and I begin. The intensity of it overwhelms me, but I can’t look away. I stare up at him: the gorgeous giant who has taken my virginity. He pounds my pussy, stuffing me full of his thick monster cock again and again, and I throw my head back with a scream of pleasure. It reverberates around the forest, mixing with Duke’s deep grunts and the wet smack of skin on skin, and my legs start to tremble violently.
Oh, God.
“Duke!” I sob, clawing wildly at his back as pure bliss blooms inside me.
“Fuck, you feel so good. I can feel your little pussy throbbing.”
As my orgasm builds, Duke’s rhythm turns punishing. Brutal. He fucks me until I can’t breathe, still forcing me to look at him. There’s nowhere to escape. His giant body overwhelms me, traps me, pressing down against my softness. I’m totally at his mercy, and he knows it. There’s a feral glint in his eye, and it’s only getting wilder with every thrust.
And I love it.
“Come for me, princess,” he growls. “Show me how pretty you look when you come on my cock.”
“DUKE!”
I throw my head back and the starry sky explodes. A wave of pleasure rockets through my body: pure ecstasy spreading outward. My vision goes dark as another wave hits me, then another, until I’m nothing more than a mess of quaking, sweaty limbs. I hear Duke groaning loudly, and I cling onto him blindly as he spurts cum deep inside me, filling me with warmth.
I don’t know how long we spend like that, breathing hard, eyes closed as we come back to ourselves. Eventually, I look at Duke, and my heart jolts when I see he’s staring down at me, gazing at me like he can’t believe I’m real.
“That was incredible,” he says, planting a soft kiss on my neck. “You were perfect.”
Happiness bursts in my chest, and I grin up at him, my smile so wide it hurts my cheeks.
I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to this gorgeous lumberjack.
Tonight has been like a dream come true. I’m used to reading about magical moments, but now I’ve finally experienced my own, and it’s better than I ever could have imagined. I’ve spent my life feeling alone and misunderstood, but lying here in Duke’s arms beneath the shooting stars makes me feel like I belong. And I’ve never been happier.
“You were perfect too,” I tell him, lifting my head to kiss him softly on the lips. His beard grazes my chin, and I smile against his mouth, feeling like I might start floating at any second.
“Want to head to my cabin?” Duke asks as he pulls me into his arms, spooning me to his chest. “Get some sleep?”
“Not yet. Let’s stay here for a little longer.”
“Whatever you want, princess.”
I snuggle back against his broad chest, turning my head to look up. Another shooting star zips past, cutting through the night sky like a lightning bolt, and with Duke’s arm tight around me, I close my eyes and make a wish.
Please, let this feeling last forever.
I never want it to end.