CHAPTER TWENTY | OLIVIA
“This should warm you up,” Duke said, handing me a coffee mug filled with steaming hot tea. I wiggled a hand out from under the heavy white bath sheet that was wrapped around my shoulders and I gripped my palm around the hot ceramic mug, soaking in its warmth.
Twenty minutes had passed since our impromptu ice shower, and Duke had already made a full recovery from the cold. He had tied his towel around his waist, and his wet brown hair was slicked back.
I, on the other hand, was still fighting off the shivers. I hadn’t moved from my spot at the head of Duke’s bed, where I had curled up with my knees to my chest and an oversized bath sheet wrapped around me.
“Thanks,” I smiled up at Duke as I held the mug under my chin and inhaled the fragrant coils of cinnamon-scented steam. Just breathing in the warmth seemed to instantly ease the shivers that were rattling through my body.
Duke dropped down onto the bed beside me, and my eyes climbed down the rungs of his six pack. I felt another shiver slip down my spine, and I wondered if it wasn’t actually that cold shower that my body was reacting to; maybe it was what had happened in that cold shower…
Kissing Duke in the shower had reignited the same fire that had burned inside of me the other night. Only this time, it had burned even hotter.
The friction of our bodies coming together had sent shockwaves through my skin, tingling like an electric charge as it flowed straight to the throbbing cavern between my thighs.
I had never felt anything like that before. I had never felt this close to the edge, and I had never felt my body want something so bad that it hurt…
Even the ice-cold shower hadn’t been enough to extinguish the blaze burning inside me.
I wanted Duke to take me back to the edge, but I before I could, I knew that there was something I had to tell him…
I set the mug of tea onto the nightstand by the bed. Duke glanced at me curiously:
“You don’t like the tea?”
I swallowed the nerves that had balled up at the back of my throat, then I took a deep breath.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” I said.
“I think I know what this is about,” he sighed, glancing up at me.
“You do?”
“I think so,” he nodded. “I think I just figured it out.”
I blinked, waiting.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”
“What?!” my jaw dropped and my cheeks turned bright red.
“Look, Beck, there’s nothing wrong with being a virgin—”
“I’m not a virgin! Why would you even think that?!”
“It just… seemed to make sense?” Duke shrugged slowly.
“Well I’m not.”
“Ok. So… what did you want to tell me then?”
I blew out a heavy sigh, then I dug my teeth into my bottom lip. I had never admitted this out loud before…
I felt Duke’s hand land on my knee, caressing me through the towel. Warmth spread from his hand into my skin, and I unclenched my bottom lip and opened my mouth.
“I’ve never had…”
Duke’s eyebrow shot up, and he eyed me curiously, waiting.
“…an orgasm,” I finished. My breath rushed out of my lungs, and I pinched my eyes shut as a prickly hot blush engulfed my cheeks.
Duke’s hand squeezed my knee, and when I opened my eyes I saw him grinning up at me.
“Well now it all makes sense,” he teased. “No wonder you hate men so much.”
I rolled my eyes and swatted his arm playfully.
“I can’t believe you thought I was a virgin,” I scoffed.
“You basically are a virgin!”
He slowly reclined back onto the bed until he was propped up on his elbow. He kept his hand on me, but as he moved, his grip lowered down my thigh…
“So what are we going to do about this little problem of yours, Beck?” he asked, grinning up at me.
I felt my pulse quicken and I swallowed heavily. My pussy was burning, and every inch of my slit was stinging for him to touch me the way he had in the shower.
I took a deep breath, then I released my grip on the bath sheet. The soft terry slipped down over my shoulders and puddled around me on the bed.
Duke’s eyebrow shot up again, but he kept his eyes on mine.
“Beck…” he said slowly, letting his hand fall limp and slip away from me.
“I want this.”
“Maybe you do now,” he shrugged. “But what about tomorrow?”
“What about tomorrow?”
His hand slid back towards me, and his palm climbed up the ridge of my ankle.
“I don’t want to be just a… mistake,” he said.
“You’re not a mistake, Duke,” I said. “You’re the only guy that has ever made me feel this way.”
His hand wrapped around my calf and slid up to the bend in my knee, then he followed my thigh back down. When his palm reached the bend between my hip and my thigh, he froze.
“I want this,” I promised him. “I want you.”
He pushed himself up on the bed and gripped onto my hips, then he slowly tugged me down towards him. His hands held my legs together as he kneeled over me, and he leaned forward so his lips dusted over mine with a kiss.
I tried to reach up and pull away the towel that was wrapped around his waist, but he held it firmly in place.
“Where’s the fire?” he teased, grazing his lips down my neck. “Slow down.”
Everywhere his lips touched, he left a wake of heat… and that heat blazed straight down towards my pussy. I tried to spread my legs apart, but he kept my knees pressed firmly together as he kissed his way down towards my chest.
When he got to my breasts, he took turns taking sucking each one between his lips. Now the heat was bolting through me like lightning. I was on my back, but somehow out of breath…
He pulled away, and I felt my body turn cold in his absence.
“Duke—” I begged.
“Be patient,” he reminded me sternly. He kneeled on the bed in front of me and he kept my legs locked together as he raised them straight up into the air, until I looked like a ‘L.’
The strain in the back of my legs was enough to make me moan, but when I felt his lips against the back of my calves, my entire body shuttered.
Keeping my legs perfectly straight, he kissed his way down from the backs of my calves to the undersides of my thighs.
The closer he got to my pussy, the harder it was for me to remain still. I started squirming and writhing on the bed, and I was pinching my lips together to stop myself from moaning.
“Breathe,” Duke reminded me.
When he reached the base of my thighs, he folded my knees down and pressed my bent legs into my chest. My pussy was the only part of me left untouched, and I could feel my need for him dripping from my throbbing slit. He pushed my legs down further, exposing more of my slit.
Then he leaned forward and I felt his tongue slip along my lips. The sensation was like a jolt of pure electricity.
I had never been quite sure how close I had come to orgasm before, because I had never known what an orgasm was supposed to feel like. But now, as I felt the contractions tingling through my walls, I knew.
“Duke…” I moaned.
The sensation was completely foreign and strange, and every instinct in my body tried to resist the swarming rush that was building inside of me. My muscles tensed and my legs went stiff.
“Stop trying to be in control,” Duke said. “Let go. Trust me…”
He slowly spread my legs apart, and I felt myself shiver as I was opened up completely in front of him. For a split second I felt bashful, but then I saw the hungry look in his eyes.
He wanted me… he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
He dipped his head between my thighs and I felt myself start to relax and give in as his tongue lapped up all of the juices that had flowed from my slick mound.
“Oh fuck…” I muttered, burying my head into the pillow as the contractions building up inside me grew stronger.
Duke responded, lifting his tongue up to my clitoris and giving it a stiff flick. My hips bucked up and I gasped. I was teetering on the edge, panting for breath, and I had no idea what would happen to me once he gave me that final push…
He lifted his head and replaced his tongue with his fingers, gentling pinching and tugging at my lips. It was a completely different sensation than his tongue, but it drove me wild just the same.
Desperate for something to wrap my hands around, I reached up and gripped the towel that was tied around his waist. One yank and immediately it crumpled down.
His stiff pink cock sprung free, and I caught my breath in my throat as I blinked at his rod in awe. It was thick and engorged and I could practically see it pulsing as he towered over me.
I gulped and he cracked a crooked smile.
“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet,” he told me. Then he pushed me back down onto the bed, then he spread my lips apart and slid one of his fingers into my hole.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he marveled, pulsing his finger in and out. My head started to spin again and I sunk down onto the bed. He plunged a second finger into me, thrusting in and out.
I felt my walls contract around his fingers, sucking him deeper inside of me. If my pussy was a tight squeeze for a couple of fingers, I could only imagine what his cock would do to me.
I felt my hips rising as waves of pure bliss spread lower and lower…
This time, I gave in. I sunk back into the bed, letting the rush of heat overpower me completely.
“That’s it,” he told me, thrusting even deeper. “Come for me, baby…”
I dug my fingertips into the bed, and my other hand reached up and wrapped around his cock. I expected him to scold me again, but instead he let out a husky grunt as I started to stroke his thick shaft.
I couldn’t get my hand wrapped all the way around him, but I still pumped up and down, following the rhythm of his fingers thrusting in and out of me.
The weight and warmth of his cock in the palm of my hand was what pushed me to the brink. I felt my body start to tremble and I tightened my grip around his shaft.
Duke pinned himself on top of me, pressing even deeper inside my tunnel, then bending his fingers into a hook. He lifted me by the pussy, then he shoved his thumb down over my clitoris.
And then I was falling over the edge.
A rush of heat poured through my body, exploding in shimmering pangs of bliss. I had never heard myself moan before, and the sounds that I was making were completely foreign as they slipped from my lips.
The room was spinning around me as I fell slowly back down to earth. Then I heard the sound of Duke sucking in a breath, and I felt his cock stiffen in my hand.
He glanced down at me in surprise as he caught his breath, and then he grinned.
“Wow,” he huffed breathlessly.
My thoughts exactly. Just… wow.