Page 118 of Royally Not Ready
Her body sags into the mattress, her breathing settles, and the most satisfied look crosses her face when she opens her eyes.
I smooth my hands over her thighs and say, “So damn beautiful.”
A lazy smile pulls at her lips as I sit up and stroke my cock again, offering myself some relief.
“I want you inside me,” she says, tugging on her ties.
“Don’t pull on those, as I don’t want you hurting yourself. Relax.”
“I want to hold you.”
“Lilly, who’s in charge?”
“You, my King,” she whispers.
“Then stop telling me what you want and let me show you what you need.”
I position myself between her legs and bring the tip of my erection to her pussy, still wet from her orgasm. I drag it up and down, causing her to release a hiss from her mouth.
“You don’t need to hold me, Lilly. You need to feel how desperately I want you.”
“Yes, my King,” she whispers, urging her hips forward.
“Are you on birth control?”
She nods.
“Good, because I want this pussy bare. I want to feel every inch of your tight cunt, nothing between us.”
“Please,” she moans.
“Please, what?” I demand.
“Please,” she moans again.
But I pull my dick away and straddle her body with my legs, bringing my cock to her mouth again. I’m addicted, I need to feel her tongue, her lips, one more time.
“Open for me.”
She opens her mouth, and I slip my length inside, creating a different angle so I can pulse in deeper.
“Open wide, breathe through your nose.” She does just that, and I slip in farther, hitting the back of her throat, and then pull out quickly. She gags but then opens her mouth again.
So, I do it again.
And again.
And again, until I feel my body start to tingle.
“Fuck,” I say, pulling away and bracing my hands on the bed’s headboard. “I could fuck your mouth all damn day, but I need that pussy.”
I move back down her body, but pause and lower my mouth to hers, where I take her lips into a passionate kiss, mouths open, tongues tangling, moans mixing. Her enthusiasm to please me is such a huge turn-on and makes me feel like I’ve been missing something my whole life, and it’s lying here, waiting for me.
“Your lips are so soft,” I say, before giving her one more kiss and then trailing my lips across her breasts again, down her stomach, to her pubic bone, and then I part her once more and swipe my tongue along her slit.
“Yesss,” she drags out.
And because I can’t fucking stop, I lap at her clit a few more times before I pull away and line up my cock to her entrance.
