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Page 99 of Trapped with her Cruel Duke

“Sit up,” he commanded.

She rose on her knees as he pushed down his breeches, and she straddled him again while he stroked his manhood.

“I would have you like this, my Duchess. I want you to control everything, and I will prove to you how you command my every feeling.”

She felt his hard length pressing against her as they both paused to stare at one another.

“Go gently,” he said tenderly. “I do not wish to hurt you.”

Louise did as he said as he positioned himself beneath her, and she slowly sank down onto him. She threw her head back, hereyes closed as she took deep breaths. His length slid into her deeper and deeper, giving way to intense pleasure.

When she looked back at him, his eyes were closed, his jaw slack with pleasure as their hips finally connected. It was an entirely different experience to making love in a bed, and Louise sighed in contentment as she felt the familiar pleasurable ache.

“I love you,” Christian said, solemn and sincere in the darkness.

Louise felt the tears well up in her eyes as he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her reverently.

“I love you, too,” she murmured.

Then, with a wicked smile, she rose slowly. Christian swore, and his hands wrapped around her waist as she began to rock against him.

“My God, you will drive me mad,” he groaned as his hips began to meet her halfway, sinking himself into her.

Louise moaned loudly as the pleasure multiplied to an impossible degree.

They moved as one, rising and falling together like the steady waves of the ocean, until Christian lifted her off him, laid her down on the blanket, and began to pound into her. He kept one hand in her hair, cradling her head as he looked deep into her eyes.

“Ah,” he groaned suddenly. “You’re testing my limits, Duchess.”

He began pulling out of her, but she pulled him back in swiftly, her hands on his shoulders, holding him tightly. He looked at her in confusion, and she shook her head.

“I do not want you to withdraw,” she whispered.

“But… are you certain?” he asked, his eyes softening even as he struggled to hold back his release.

“More than certain,” she said.

He groaned, pounding into her again, each movement becoming more erratic than the last until she threw her head back in ecstasy and screamed her release.

A few seconds later, Christian stilled above her, his eyes closing in bliss as he spilled his seed inside her. Louise let out a contented sigh as he collapsed on top of her.

After a few minutes, as they came down from their high, Christian slowly pulled out of her and drew her into his arms, hugging her tightly to his chest and kissing the crown of her head with a contented sigh of his own.

“What made you change your mind?” he asked.

Louise wrapped her arm around his waist and closed her eyes as she rested her head on his chest.

“I was a fool to think that a child would hold me back,” she said lightly. “I shall publish my encyclopedia no matter what happens. I want everything with you.” She looked up at him. “Nothing in this world can hold me back.”

The look in Christian’s eyes was one of quiet awe as a smile slowly spread across his face, and he kissed her again before lying back on the pillows.

“That’s my Fire Queen,” he murmured.

Louise chuckled, hugging him tighter as the moon came out from behind a cloud and bathed their little garden with an ethereal glow.

The End?