An Apple Pie for a Duke (11 page)

Dominic
poured some light-brown liquid into a glass.

He
held it out to her.  “Here. Drink.”

“
Is---
is it brandy?”

He
poured more into a second glass and came over to her.

“
Yes
it is. Cheers,
wife
.”
He smirked.

She
smiled and drank. It burned on her tongue, in her throat and in her
tummy. She felt better in a flash.

Dominic
took the glass away from her and put it onto a nearby table.

His
face became very serious.

“
I
don't think I have ever made love to a---” he hesitated.

“
To
a virgin?” Gigi's voice was shaking.

“
Yes...”

“
Oh,
I'm not---”

“
WHAT?”

She
sighed. And lied. “I'm not
afraid
. Not much.”

“
Oh,”
he gasped. “Good. --- Don't worry. You have a natural talent for it
from what I have seen so far.”

Gigi
blushed.

He
drew her into his arms. His breath was hot as he leaned down and
whispered in her ear.

“
Are
you ready for your punishment, Your Grace?”

He
did not give her time to answer. His mouth was already on hers.

He's
devouring me!

That
was the last clear thought Eugenia St. Yves was have for some time.

Dominic
lifted her up and carried her into another room. The bedroom.

He
lay her down on the vast four-poster-bed.

She
simply lay there watching him. He took her by the legs and pulled her
towards him, bowed down and gently kissed her. Then, with a single
move, he ripped her dress in half. And her corset. And everything
else she wore until she lay completely naked and exposed in front of
him.

“
Satisfied?
Am I heroic enough?”

Gig
thought she nodded.

He
placed his hands on her throat, and then slowly he let them slide
down over her breasts, her stomach, her thighs and back up again. He
did that several times.

The
next time his left hand remained on her breast, gently stroking it,
while the right hand went further down, to the inside of her thigh.
An almost painful shudder went through Gigi as one of his fingers
touched her in that soft, moist spot where all her nerves seemed to
come together.

“
Oh!”
She moaned and clutched the sheets to keep herself steady, somehow,
in this wave of feelings that came over her.

Slowly,
he began to move his hand between her legs while the other one still
cupped her breast.

Every
movement he made forced a little cry out of her. He leaned forward
again, kissing her, but not gently this time.

His
caresses were less probing now. One finger had found that tiny knot
hidden within her tender flesh and he was gently pushing and circling
it. She tried to press herself against him, wanting more. He had to
take the left hand from her breast to lean onto his arm.

Gigi
pulled off his neck cloth. He raised himself and she followed him
upwards, until she sat. Together they unbuttoned his shirt.

As
he took it off Gigi gaped at his bronzed torso, hairless and rippling
with muscles.

He
was amazing.

 “
Hurry,”
she breathed, feeling an emptiness inside that had to be filled
without further delay. She desperately wanted to get onto her knees
to press her naked body against his, but he pushed her down. He had
opened his trousers. Her breath caught as she saw him remove them and
he towered above her in all his naked splendour.

That’s
never going to work that will never fit into---

With
a swift movement he was above her and with an other movement,
oh!
he was inside her.

It
was a strong, deep thrust. Gigi felt all her muscles contract. There
was some pain, yes, but above all she felt utterly stuffed.

“
That
was quick,” she gasped.

“
I
thought it might be better that way,” he mumbled and kissed her
ear. Then he thrust again.

“
Oh!”
Gigi moaned.

He
thrust again. And Again. She had to close her eyes. How could he even
move in there, he was so big and there was no space left at all, but
somehow it worked and his hard manhood pressed and rubbed every inch
of her with unrelenting strength.

“
Uh!”

He
moved faster.

Gigi
wanted to move her legs to loosen the tension that was building up
inside of her, she wanted to move her arms but Dominic had her
completely pinned down somehow. She was moaning loudly now, craving
air, craving something else.

“
Dominic,
I---“ she did not know what to say, she did not really want to say
anything, she just wanted him to know that more and more pressure was
building up inside of her and that she would surely be torn into a
thousand pieces shortly.

He
stopped.

“
No,
don’t stop, don’t stop!” she wailed.

He
changed his position slightly and brought her legs up, then he was
thrusting again. The sensation of being totally filled was even
stronger than before.

How
is that even possible?

He
took her in a wild rhythm. Her arms were free now but she had to hold
on to him.

His
breath came out sharply with every thrust he made. His eyes were
fixing hers. He looked like a beautiful predator to Gigi. Merciless
and wild.

From
time to time he would kiss her hungrily on the mouth or on the neck.

It
was too much for her, she had to close her eyes, and rest her head on
the cushion, still she was begging him, pleading him to go on!

She
felt the pressure turning into an itching heat along his moving
shaft. It was scorching and spread into her loins, into her belly,
her legs, her feet, her lungs, even her head!

What’s
this?

His
thrusts were now slow but deep and almost violently hard.

Uncontrollable
contractions went through her, his hammering manhood causing more and
more of them.

Her
body exploded. She saw blinding fireworks before her eyes.

She
screamed, pressing her face into his neck, pressing her hips against
him as hard as she could to have more of it. More of him!

He
moaned and shivered too. Then he sank down on top of her, kissing
her, rocking her, fast at first but then slower and slower until they
lay still.

Gigi
came to her senses and realised she was yapping for air.

“
I—“
Dominic tried to speak.

“
Yap?”
She puffed.

He
kissed her again.

“
I
think---“

 “
Yes?”

“
Nothing.” 

He
rolled off her, making her feel very cold. But then he drew her over
to lie on top of him and covered her with a sheet, so that was
quickly remedied. They lay for a while, recovering their breathing
until they would be fit to actually communicate.

Finally,
something came to Gigi’s mind. She leaned onto her elbow.

“
Ouch!”
he said. She moved around a little.

“
You
know what?”

“
No,
my ravenous beauty?”

“
We
hardly know each other. We never had a proper conversation.” She
looked him straight in the eyes.

“
I
beg your pardon? I just
devoured
you like you
demanded, I’ll do it again in a minute, only so you know, but don’t
ask me to converse with you right now.”

His
hands were on her buttocks and he shoved her towards his resting
staff which Gigi felt hardening against her belly.

She
looked at him reproachfully.

“
So
you don’t actually love me, you only want me for my glorious body.”

“
I
think by now I told everybody in London that I love you. But I do
want your glorious body. Quite a lot.” He tried to kiss her again
but she did not let him.

“
That
doesn’t sound romantic…” she feigned annoyance.

“
I
think we have to discuss your reading habits. But not now.” The tip
of his newly erect member was already entering her. Gigi raised her
hips.

“
Say
you love me first, you dangerous rake!”

He
sighed. “Gigi the pirate, I love you! I love you, I love you, I
love you and I shall love you until the end of my days unless…”

She
sat down on top of him, taking him in. This lovemaking was really all
she had expected it to be, and more.

“
Unless
what?”

He
closed his eyes and smiled lazily. “Unless you feed my horse with
apple pie again. --- Now, slave girl, get on with it. We still have a
lot of punishing to do.”

THE
END

OUT NOW

RED
WINE FOR MISS PARKER

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joins Dominic and Gigi in their Italian villa.

Joining
them will be Darlington, Lackerby and a very handsome Sforza prince.

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