Page 13 of Royal Bastard

Where had this boldness come from? I wondered, as I puckered up to kiss the spongy texture of the tip of his cock. It felt nice against my lips, so I opened my mouth and sucked just the tip. I couldn’t imagine that I’d be able to take the whole thing, so I focused on what I could handle.

“You can take more. If you like.” His words were rough, and I knew it was excitement that made him sound that way.

So much power from such a small offer. It made something deep inside me, where his fingers had been earlier, twinge in a way I really liked.

I swiped my tongue over him to get him wet, and then I moved down, as far as I could go. He was hitting the back of my throat and I only had half of him in my mouth.

“Relax. Take what you can, princess.” Henry’s fingers played at my jaw and teased me to open wider.

I wasn’t sure what else to do, so I pulled back, sucking away the moisture from my mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so good.” I didn’t know what had made him say that, but he did, so I moved down quickly to suck my way up again.

His breaths changed, they became less even, shallower, as I moved faster. My fingers gripped at the length I couldn’t take. He gave a cry and pushed my face away.

“I don’t want to come in your mouth. If I’m going to do this, I’m going to do it right and fuck that tight pussy I just had my fingers in.” He growled the words as he pulled me up. “Just a second.”

He went to his desk, dug around, and came back with a condom in his hand. He unwrapped it while I watched and rolled it down the hard length of his erection. He obviously had more sense than Aaron ever had. He knew he didn’t want babies and saw to precautions.

Then he was back over me, and I forgot that other man’s name as he pressed me into the glass before he lifted me, his hands under my ass to pull me up.

“Wrap your legs around me and hang on.”

I moaned as his cock teased at my entrance. He pulled far enough away to find the home his dick wanted, and before I could move to help he thrust into me, and we both gave an explosive moan of surprised pleasure. He felt so good!

Henry’s girth stretched me when he stroked into me, and as he began a slow, twisting grind, he pleasured me.

“Oh, baby, I do like that.” I said with a low guttural moan. “Whatever you do, don’t stop!”

Henry obeyed, and he plunged into me harder, faster, his breath almost frantic as he reached for the same elusive thing that was just right there, out of reach. We’d both tried over the last few weeks to ignore out attraction. We’d tried to behave and do what grownups should do, but we were free people. Why shouldn’t we? While I had his cock inside of me, I couldn’t think of a single reason why.

I could barely concentrate on anything, but I managed to hang on as Henry’s very talented cock tormented my hungry walls. It wanted more, I wanted more, all of him, and my nails scratched as his back as I clawed to try to bring him closer, deeper into me. Just a little more, that’s all I wanted, just a little bit more of him deep inside of me.

His went so deep, oh fuck, so deep, and it felt so good. I swiveled my hips to meet his thrusts, to help him hit harder and deeper, and ran my fingers through his hair. His breath panted against my neck as he drove into me over and over, and I knew what I needed at last. His kiss, Henry’s kiss to send me over the edge. Just one swipe of his tongue, and I knew that would be it. I loved his taste.

As soon as his lips took over mine and his tongue swiped against mine I felt a twinge deep inside, a strong one. When his fingers, still gripped on my ass, shifted and teased at my ass, I nearly came apart. My husband never touched me there, he’d barely touched me at all to be honest, especially after I gave birth, and the sensation of Henry touching me there startled me.

I jumped, and Henry made a noise to soothe me. I felt his finger probe me there, still not inside of me, but holding there with a promise. My blood pounded into my head and his finger slid in at last; a sensation that made me shudder with relief and something I couldn’t name.

My walls clamped down on his cock as my body began to spasm, my guttural groan far different from anything I’d unleashed before as I came around Henry for the first time. His cock inside of me, his finger inside of me, his tongue inside of me—it all combined until I was Henry and he was me, and then I was nothing as I soared.

I felt him jolt beneath me, a deep moan escaped his mouth and into mine, and that sent me deeper into bliss.

I didn’t see any of it because my eyes were screwed tight as I came apart. I wanted to watch as he came, I wanted to suck in his gasp as he felt that first exquisite shot of release, but I lost focus for a while.

I leaned into him, my mouth still on his as my hands wandered over his thrusting body. I could feel him fucking into me still, the way he jolted with each thrust, and knew he wasn’t far away.

I grasped at his ass, hard, round and firm, and knew he was perfection. I held him tight and let him take his time as he fucked me there against the glass of his office wall. This was what he needed, this is what we both wanted. I heard him gasp as he increased his pace, as he thrust deeper, and pushed me into the glass. I clung to his shoulders, my legs gripped at his waist. My hand moved over his body until my fingers found his nipples, quite by accident.

“Mmpf.” I heard him groan as his body came to a sudden stop and his hips buried deep between my thighs. Henry shuddered and began to move once more. My fingers twisted at his nipples and I knew I’d found a way to make him come and come hard. I opened my eyes to watch him, to see what he looked like in that defenseless moment.

He was breathtaking; his face was a mixture of a snarl of pleasure and something that almost looked like anger. Or perhaps it was triumph.

I held my breath as he shuddered, his hands still holding me close to his body.

“Fuck,” he muttered helplessly as he let me go and I slid down his body. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go now.”

He could have whatever he wanted of me. I wouldn’t complain a bit.