Page 72 of Royally Redeemed
She glowered.
“Oh, stop pouting. I let you tie me up and get off. I let you be completely in control for however long. You are inmybed, Miss Mills. At the very least, throw a man a bone.”
She glared and left the bed. While I feared she might leave, she tossed her dress aside in a surprising act of deference and climbed back in. I pinned her, kissing her neck now. I’d yet to do that but the impulse was overwhelming.
“Lose the bra,” I barked.
She obliged, letting me suck on her right nipple, then the left. I got a little shudder out of her. I figured if I was really good and didn’t mind being completely exhausted, I could convert this to round two. It seemed like we’d changed somehow.
“Duncan, what are you trying to do?” She giggled.
“Fuck you,” I answered.
She bit her lip and shook her head.
“What, you don’t want to go again? I gather you’re rather insatiable and I’m not elderly yet.”
I slid my hand between her legs.
“Mmmm.”
“What’s that? Cat got your tongue, Ella?”
“Fine,” she said. “Be good. And don’t do anything stupid. This is still about me, not you.”
“I can manage,” I said.
We began again. I would have slid right inside her if I didn’t know better. She was slick as glass. No, I had to TCB and not get her pregnant. That wasjustwhat we needed, wasn’t it? A love child. I was impulsive sometimes, but not dumb. I grabbed a condom like a good boy, much as I longed to have her pussy wrapped around me free of intermediaries.
Ella gasped as I slipped inside, putting her legs on my shoulders.
“Fuck! That feels amazing!” She gripped the headboard.
Ella’s tits almost went right up to her chin with every thrust. It was a lovely visual. Every bit of her was soft. Different from women I’d been with in the past slightly, but I loved it. She was perfect as she screamed my name.
Watching her, I lost myself. I came, holding onto her ankles. I dropped them to my sides and hung over her a moment. She looked up before taking my face in her hands. She slowly kissed me. It was tender.
“You’re making assumptions,” she smacked my arse, telling me off.
“Ella, you just kissed me like you cared. Youdo.Don’t deny you want me. Don’t deny you enjoy it.”
“It’s a game.”
“Nah. It’s not,” I said. “Not really. It may have started as a game, but you want me. And I want you. Desperately. And not in a I would like to fuck my social secretary sort of way. Nah. Like in I don’t want you to even leave.”
I shouldn’t have said it. I shouldn’t have told her how I felt. It was unfair. It was wrong to catch feelings. That was explicitly against the agreement, right?
She stared, confused. “Duncan, I?—”
Ella shook her head, unable to find the words.
“Ella, I’m sorry. That crossed a line. I’m sorry. I just… I enjoy you. I really do. You have become the best part of my day. And if I deny it even a moment more, it will eat me alive. Because I’m lying to you. And of all people right now, I do not want to lie to you.”
“I… I like you, too,” Ella said. “But, Duncan, we cannot… it’s not like we can honestly pursue anything. It would be?—”
“All my fault, yes,” I acknowledged. “I know. But we can be careful. We already have been, right?”
“I guess, yes. Ifyoucan be good. Because earlier?—”
