Page 40 of Good Duke Gone Wild

“I think I can take you as many times as you’re willing to give me.”

“That’s what I want to hear.” He nibbled on her ear as his hands roamed down her body.

Kneading her breasts. He pinched her nippled and she let out a gasp. Warmth pooled between her legs. He had already been inside her twice since his declaration that they were married, but her body wanted him again.

“I can never have enough of you, Aggie.”

“Give me everything you have.”

“I’d do nothing less, my love.”

His teeth scraped along her neck and her body trembled. She could feel him notched at her entrance.

“Are you ready for me?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. Anticipating his entry, her nipples pebbled, and her chest slowly rose off the bed.

“Mmm…you want me to take these in my mouth?”

“Please,” she panted.

His hand gripped her breast and he sucked on her. At the same time, she felt his thick, hard cock enter her body. She could herself drawing him in and then clenching around him.

“God, I love how you hold onto me.”

“I love holding onto you.”

With that, he flipped them over, staying inside of her, so that she was on top.

“Use me, Aggie. Bounce on my cock. Let me see your breasts dance for me. Let me watch you take your pleasure on my thick, hungry cock.”

“Uh…Jude,” she moaned, already losing her words. She pushed up on his shaft and slowly sunk down, gliding her nub against him.

“Pinch your nipples for me, love.”

Her body obeyed him and she mewled in pleasure.

“That’s right,” he arched his hips up as she bounced on his cock. “Take it.” He grunted. “Take it, Aggie.”

His thickness was stuffed inside of her, and she could feel the ripples of pleasure coming to take her. “Yes, Jude. Yes!”

Wave after wave splashed over her as she ground herself against him. She could feel the telling jerk of his cock and then she collapsed on his chest.

Their breaths mingled together as he drew lazy circles on her back.

After a few minutes, she found her breath, so Agatha asked him more of the questions that were lingering in her mind. “Are you saying we’ll still travel the world?”

“For as long as you like. Doing whatever you like.”

“You know I’ll be writing about these experiences.”

“I had a hunch, given the number of stories you’ve told my crew.”

“And I will get them published one day.”

“Or I’ll print them for you.”

“You would?” She turned to him, cheeks flushed. “But you don’t even know if they’re any good.”

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