Beneath the Full Moon
- Cordell (Duke) Walker x Y/N F/character
- Summary: Cordell is undercover in a mafia family. Y/N is the boss his oldest daughter, still plenty of years younger than Cordell. She had her eyes on him and one night decides to seduce him.
- Warnings: 18+, SMUT, age gap, Public, ...
- English isn't my first language.
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The night was warm, and a gentle breeze stirred the palms by the pool. The only sounds in the sprawling estate were the distant hum of a car engine and the soft ripple of the water as it reflected the full moon overhead. Y/N had slipped out of the party—she never felt at ease at her father’s gatherings. Too many powerful, dangerous men, all orbiting her father like planets, with cold smiles and calculating eyes.
There was only one person who felt different: Duke, her father’s new trusted wing man. She often saw him standing on the edge of the crowd, watching, but never fully a part of it.
Older than her by more than a few years, twelve to be exact, his demeanor and quiet strength intrigued her. It wasn’t only his rugged looks—though there was no denying he was attractive. It was something about the way he held himself, as though he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Tonight, she found him by the pool, staring into the water. He looked lost in thought, his expression hardened by shadows that didn’t come from the moonlight alone.
“Duke,” she said, breaking the silence.
He looked up quickly, his eyes softening just a fraction as he saw her. “Y/N,” he said, giving a slight nod. “Shouldn’t you be with the others?”
“Shouldn’t you?” she countered, her voice quiet but teasing. “Or maybe you just enjoy hiding out here.”
Duke—or rather, Cordell Walker, undercover Texas Ranger—was used to masking the truth. He offered a slight smirk, but the familiar sadness lingered in his gaze. He wanted to tell her, just once, why he felt the ache that refused to leave him. He missed his children, missed being able to watch over them, and he hated that his duty pulled him so far from them.
But tonight wasn’t the time for honesty.
“Just needed some air,” he said, the lie sliding easily off his tongue. “I could ask you the same, you know.”
She smiled, a little knowingly he wasn’t sharing the whole truth, but didn’t press him. Instead, she stepped closer, the silver moonlight catching the edges of her hair. Her presence was comforting and more magnetic than it had any right to be.
For weeks, Cordell had noticed her, sensed the way she looked at him, a spark in her gaze whenever he caught her eye. He’d always ignored it, dismissing it as a passing crush, one-sided, and harmless. But as she stood in front of him, he felt something shift.
“Duke, are you… lonely?” she asked, her voice a whisper barely louder than the breeze.
The question caught him off guard. He hadn’t expected her to be so direct but mostly to be so close to how he really felt. He forced a laugh, shrugging it off. “Life is what it is.”
“You don’t have to pretend with me.” She stepped closer, her hand reaching for his arm when she sat next to him on the lounge, a boldness in her touch that startled him. “It’s okay to feel… Or even to let someone else in.”
He should have pulled back, should have said something to set a boundary, to stop her. But he couldn’t seem to find the strength. Her words cut through his defenses, chipping away at the hard exterior he’d carefully constructed. When she touched his arm, her fingers soft against his skin, his pulse quickened.
“You don’t know what you’re asking, Y/N,” he said, his voice low, almost a warning. “This… us… it can’t be.”
“And if it could?” she asked softly, leaning just a little closer. Her eyes searched his, and Cordell found himself unable to look away.
He didn’t answer. Maybe he didn’t have to. She took his silence as permission, her hand drifting up his arm to his shoulder, her gaze steady. Her lips brushed against his—a tentative, featherlight kiss—and in that moment, he was lost.
He kissed her back, all his reservations and doubts melting away under the warmth of her touch. For once, he allowed himself to feel, to forget the lies and the distance he’d kept between them. It was reckless, maybe even dangerous, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. The only thing that mattered was her.
His hands moved to her waist, drawing her closer, and she climbed onto his lap, straddling him as his hands moved up her back, pulling her into him. They kissed with a fervor that surprised them both, her fingers threading through his hair as if trying to memorize the feel of him. He could feel her heart racing against his chest, her breath mingling with his as they broke apart just for a moment, catching their breath.
He looked into her eyes, still holding her close. “You don’t know what you’re getting into.”
“Then show me,” she whispered.
Duke’s breath caught as Y/N leaned in closer, her gaze dark with a mix of longing and anticipation. Her hand slipped gently around his, guiding it to the inside of her thigh, her touch warm and unguarded. She leaned into him, resting her head back as he wrapped an arm around her waist, his grip firm yet tender. His lips brushed against her neck, each kiss slow and deliberate, sending shivers along her spine
Duke could feel Y/N’s need radiating from her as she pressed against him, her body alive with longing. His hand slid further between her thighs, fingers deftly exploring the smooth fabric of her skirt, feeling the heat emanating from her skin. She gasped softly, a sound that ignited something primal within him.
As he slipped his fingers beneath the hem of her panties, her breath hitched, and her head fell back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck. He took advantage, kissing along the line of her throat, his lips trailing down to her collarbone. Each touch sent shivers through her, and he could feel her respond to every caress.
“Is this what you want?” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and thick with desire. “Tell me what you need.”
Y/N’s hands moved to his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as she pulled him closer. “I need you, Duke,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want you to make me feel good.”
Her words were enough to send a thrill through him. He shifted slightly, positioning her more securely against him, his fingers working, teasingly exploring. The air around them crackled with electricity, the world outside forgotten as they became lost in each other.
His fingers found her heat, spreading it before curling inside and he could feel her trembling under his touch. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, his eyes darkening with desire as he watched her reaction. She writhed beneath him, encouraging him with every movement, urging him to delve deeper into her need.
Cordell felt Y/N respond to him, her body moving rhythmically as she pressed against him, soft moans escaping her lips and sending ripples of desire through him. The sound was intoxicating, and he was lost in the sensation of her skin against his, the connection deepening with every breath.
Suddenly, Y/N dropped to her knees in front of him, her gaze locked onto his, filled with a daring confidence that sent his heart racing. He instinctively looked over his shoulder toward the house, ensuring the party was still absorbed in their festivities, the laughter and chatter masking their intimate moment.
“Y/N,” he started, a mix of surprise and exhilaration coursing through him. As she unbuttoned his jeans.
But she simply smiled, that spark of mischief in her eyes. She reached for him, her hands steady and sure as she took charge of the moment. He felt a rush of warmth at her boldness, the thrill of being so close, so vulnerable yet so alive.
“Just trust me,” she whispered, her voice sultry and inviting, as she moved her hand pumping his hard length, her intentions clear.
Duke felt the weight of the world slip away, lost in the heat of the moment. Under the watchful gaze of the full moon, everything faded except for the two of them, their desires intertwining as they explored the boundaries of their connection.
The way she looked up at him while her tongue moved from base to tip, ignited a fire within him, and he felt a primal need surge to the forefront.
With a tentative confidence, she leaned in closer, her lips parting just enough to wrap around the tip, teasing him with the promise of pleasure. He couldn’t help but shiver as she pressed her soft lips against him, her touch igniting sensations he hadn’t expected. Each move was deliberate as she began to work her magic, he felt his control slipping.
“Y/N,” he murmured, the sound escaping his lips in a low groan as she took her time sucking harder, taking him deeper, her movements deliberate and tantalizing. She expertly alternated between teasing licks and soft sucks, each sensation driving him wild.
Cordell's fingers found their way into her hair, guiding her gently as he leaned back against the cool chair on the pool deck, allowing himself to revel in the moment. Every soft sound she made sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, mixing with the thrill of their hidden rendezvous.
“God, you’re incredible,” he breathed, losing himself in the rhythm she created, the world around them fading as they shared this intoxicating experience under the full moon.
Cordell felt himself teetering on the edge of ecstasy when, suddenly, he pulled Y/N up, his instincts urging him to regain control.
"Y/N... Sweetheart you got to stop... Or I'm..."
With a sultry smile, she turned and began to walk away from him, her movements slow and deliberate.
She undid the buttons of her blouse, letting the fabric fall away, revealing her smooth skin beneath. Bending over to take off her skirt and panties.
His breath hitched as she slipped out of her clothes, each piece pooling on the ground behind her until she stood naked in the moonlight, unashamed and radiant.
Cordell couldn't help but admire the sight before him, the way the moonlight danced across her skin, highlighting every curve. She turned to face him, her body glistening with the night’s cool air, and he felt the heat rise within him again, a mix of desire and admiration.
“Come here, big boy,” she teased, her voice low and inviting as she beckoned him closer, a playful glint in her eyes.
He felt his resolve shatter under her playful challenge. “You’re trouble,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing, but he couldn’t resist her call. Slowly, he stood, the thrill of her invitation electrifying the air around them.
Y/N stepped into the water of the pool, the coolness lapping at her skin, and she looked back at him, a knowing smile on her lips. “What are you waiting for?”
With a determined stride, he walked toward her, the distance between them closing rapidly, taking off his own clothes. As he stepped into the water, he felt the refreshing coolness wrap around him, contrasting sharply with the heat of desire coursing through his veins.
He moved closer, unable to tear his gaze from her as the water shimmered around them, reflecting the moonlight like a thousand tiny stars.
As Duke stepped closer to Y/N in the water, she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in with a sultry smile that ignited a fire within him. The warmth of her body pressed against him sent waves of desire coursing through his veins.
With a swift movement, he shifted to the side, pinning her against the cool tiles of the pool, their bodies colliding with a splash that echoed in the night air. He could feel her heart racing, matching the wild rhythm of his own, as he locked his gaze onto hers, searching for any hint of hesitation.
“Y/N,” he murmured, his breath hitching as he pressed his body closer, feeling her warmth envelop him. He could sense her need, her hunger for him, and it made him throb with desire. He thrust against her, a powerful motion that made her gasp as he pushed inside, her sound sending another rush of heat through him.
“God, you feel amazing,” he groaned, the pleasure blurring the lines between caution and abandon. The water shimmered around them, reflecting their heated connection, and he felt himself losing control.
“Don’t hold back,” she urged, her voice a sultry whisper filled with longing. “I want all of you.”
Her words fueled him, and with each thrust, he felt himself sinking deeper into the pleasure, the thrill of being so close to her intoxicating. He pressed into her, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony, creating ripples that danced across the water.
“Is this what you wanted?” he breathed, his lips brushing against her neck as he reveled in the taste of her skin, feeling her respond eagerly to each movement.
“Yes, Duke! Just like that!” she cried out, her nails digging into his back as they lost themselves in the moment.
“Duke, oh Duke... don't stop, please” she breathed, her voice filled with raw desire, and it was the only permission he needed.
With a sudden movement, he gripped her thighs, turning her around, and thrust into her with an intensity that took them both by surprise. The sensation was electric, igniting every nerve ending as he filled her completely, their bodies merging in a powerful rush of pleasure.
“Just like that!” she moaned, her back arching against him, urging him on. Her hands clutched at the tiles of the pool, her nails digging in as she matched his rhythm, pushing him to go harder, deeper.
He complied, giving in to the primal instinct that surged through him. Each thrust was bold and deliberate, sending ripples of ecstasy through both of them. The sound of their bodies colliding mingled with the distant laughter from the party, but in that moment, nothing else mattered.
“God, you’re so tight,” he growled, his voice low and rough, filled with lust as he felt her tighten around him. The heat between them was undeniable, a fire that demanded to be fed.
“More, Duke. I want more!” she cried, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation, pushing him to the edge. He increased his pace, pounding into her with relentless force, the tiles slick beneath them as they moved together, lost in a world of their own.
He leaned down, pulling her back up, holding her neck. Capturing her lips with his, the kiss fierce and hungry. Y/N responded eagerly, her tongue dancing with his as their breaths mingled in the night air. The intensity of the kiss matched the rhythm of their bodies, a wild connection that blurred the lines between pleasure and pain.
“Tell me how bad you want it,” he commanded, his voice a low growl as he pulled back to look into her eyes, searching for the spark that ignited the fire within.
“I need you hard Duke! I need you to make me feel owned!” she gasped, her words like gasoline on the flames of his desire.
With a surge of desire, Duke lifted Y/N out of the water, her body glistening under the moonlight. He placed her on the cold tiles, the sudden chill contrasting sharply with the heat radiating between them. She gasped at the sensation, and he wasted no time, positioning himself between her legs.
“Stay quiet,” he growled, his voice low and filled with a primal need. He covered her mouth with one hand, not to stifle her but to feel the warmth of her breath against his palm. The intimacy of the gesture heightened the tension, making their connection even more electric.
With his other hand gripping her thigh, he thrust into her harder, the impact reverberating through both of them. The cold tiles beneath her only intensified the heat building within her as he pushed deeper, his movements bold and relentless.
Y/N's eyes widened, filled with a mix of surprise and pleasure as she felt him claim her completely. She couldn’t help but let out muffled sounds against his hand, the pleasure overwhelming as he drove into her with a fierce, unyielding rhythm. Each thrust was a testament to the raw need that had brought them together in this secret moment.
“God, you feel incredible,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear as he leaned down to press a hungry kiss to her neck, his free hand roaming her body, exploring every curve.
The world outside faded into the background as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment, the thrill of being caught in a passionate whirlwind. Cordell thrust harder, his primal instincts taking over as he reveled in the pleasure they were creating together.
With every motion, he felt Y/N respond, her body arching against him, urging him on. He could sense her desperation, her need mirroring his own, and it drove him to take her further, deeper into the depths of their shared ecstasy.
“Let me hear you,” he urged, his voice raw with need as he removed his hand just enough for her to respond, eager for her sounds to fill the night.
“I want more, Duke! Please!” she cried, her voice a mix of urgency and desire, the plea igniting the fire between them even more.
As Cordell thrust into Y/N, he felt the heat radiating from her, her body responding eagerly to every movement. He couldn’t help but lean in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “You have no idea how much I want you to come on my dick. Look at you, so beautiful and ready for me.”
Y/N’s breath hitched, and she moaned softly, the sound sending a jolt of pleasure through him. “Duke,” she gasped, the need in her voice only fueling his desire.
“Tell me how good it feels,” he commanded, his voice low and husky as he increased his pace, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. He watched her closely, pulling her leg up over his shoulder, reveling in the way her body moved beneath him, completely lost in the moment.
“You’re so big, so good” she moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to the pleasure coursing through her. “It feels amazing!”
“Yeah? You like that?” he teased, the roughness in his tone making her pulse quicken. “You can’t get enough of me, can you? I can feel you tightening around me. You’re such a good girl, taking me so well.”
Her moans grew louder, and Duke pressed his hand over her mouth again, a smirk on his lips. “Shh, baby. Don’t want anyone to hear how much you love it, do you?” He thrust harder, each movement filled with a primal need as he claimed her, making sure she felt every inch of him.
Y/N’s eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and mischief as she looked up at him, her breath quickening. “I want everyone to know how good you make me feel,” she challenged, a playful grin breaking through her breathless gasps.
Cordell couldn’t help but chuckle darkly, “You’re asking for it, then. I’ll make sure you scream my name.” He picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the night as he gave her everything he had, driving into her relentlessly.
“Feel that? You’re taking me so well. You’re mine tonight,” he growled, his voice thick with desire as he felt her body respond to him, her moans muffled but filled with pleasure.
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue tangling with hers as their bodies moved in perfect harmony, both of them lost in the ecstasy of the moment.
In a sudden, unexpected movement, Y/N turned him around, surprising him as she pushed him back against the cool tiles of the poolside. A wicked smile danced across her lips as she positioned herself over him, her legs straddling his waist.
“Now it’s my turn,” she teased, her voice sultry and filled with determination. She began to bounce up and down, taking him deep inside her, each movement igniting a new wave of pleasure. The sensation of her warmth enveloping him sent a thrill through his body, and he gripped her hips, guiding her rhythm as she found her pace.
“God, you’re so tight,” he groaned, watching as she rode him, her head thrown back in ecstasy. The way she moved, her body glistening in the moonlight, was almost too much to bear. “You feel incredible.”
Y/N’s hands moved to cover her breasts, squeezing them gently as she reveled in the sensation. “You like this, me riding you?” she asked breathlessly, her gaze locking onto his with a mix of mischief and pleasure. “I can feel you getting deeper every time I move, cowboy.”
“Damn right I do,” Cordell growled, his hands roaming her body, tracing the curves of her waist and hips as she took control. The thrill of watching her lose herself in pleasure was intoxicating, and he couldn’t get enough of the sight before him.
“Ride me harder,” he urged, the desire in his voice urging her on. “Show me how much you want it.”
With a newfound intensity, she quickened her pace, her movements bold and determined as she pressed down on him. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure rippling through both of them, and the sound of their bodies moving together echoed around them.
“Just like that,” he breathed, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her take charge, her body moving with confidence and need. “You’re a natural at this. I knew you would be.”
The pleasure built between them, and he could feel the tension rising, the connection deepening with every moment they spent together. “I’m not stopping,” she panted, her determination shining through. “Not until I feel it... I want to feel you fill me up, Duke.”
Cordell felt a surge of excitement at her words, a primal need igniting within him as she rode him harder.
The pleasure between them reached new heights. He felt the urge to help her, to guide her movements as she bounced on him, taking him deeper with each thrust. His hands moved to her breasts, kneading them gently, savoring the softness in his palms as she gasped at the sensation.
“Let me help you,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire as he pressed his hands on her hips, guiding her rhythm. He felt her body respond, her movements becoming bolder as she leaned into his touch.
With one hand, he slipped down between them, his fingers finding her sensitive clit. He began to rub gently, matching the rhythm of her movements as he teased her. His breath hot against her skin. “I want to feel you come for me.”
Y/N's moans grew louder, a mix of pleasure and urgency, as she nodded, her eyes half-closed in bliss. “Yes, Duke! Don’t stop!”
He increased the pressure, his fingers working in tandem with her movements, stroking her clit with just the right amount of intensity. She felt the tension building within her, a wave of pleasure surging as he followed her lead, thrusting deeper to meet her every need.
“Just like that, baby,” he encouraged, his voice low and urgent. “I can feel you getting close. Let go for me.”
Y/N bit her lip, the sensations overwhelming as she lost herself in the moment, the combination of his fingers on her clit and the way she rode him sending her spiraling toward ecstasy. “I can’t hold back,” she gasped, her breath coming in quick bursts.
“Give it to me, Y/N. I want to feel you come around me,” he urged, his own desire reaching a fever pitch as he focused entirely on her pleasure.
With a final thrust, Y/N surrendered to the wave crashing over her, her body tightening around him as pleasure washed through her. “Duke!” she cried out, her voice breaking as she let go completely, the blissful release sending shivers through her.
Cordell followed her, feeling the tightness of her body pull him deeper as he thrust one last time, lost in the intensity of their connection. He held her close, his fingers still working her clit gently, prolonging the pleasure as they both succumbed to the bliss of the moment.
Just as Y/N felt herself coming down the peak of pleasure, the door to the house swung open, spilling warm light and loud music into the night. The sudden intrusion sent a shockwave through both of them, and Y/N instinctively pressed herself down against Duke’s body to hide, her heart racing.
“Shh,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he glanced toward the doorway, trying to gauge who had come out. They were still intertwined, the heat between them palpable, but the sound of laughter and music threatened to shatter their secret moment.
Y/N’s pulse quickened as she felt Cordell tense beneath her. “Stay quiet,” he urged softly, his hands gripping her waist, his eyes darting to the door. They watched as a figure stepped outside, silhouetted against the glow of the interior lights. Oblivious to the scene unfolding just a few feet away.
For Cordell the realization of what had happened. Knowing it would be difficult to go back to what they once were after this.
Y/N kissed his lips once more. "Thank you big boy." and got up slipping on her skirt and shirt before heading to another entrance.
Leaving Cordell wondering what would happen next.
