Page 179 of Royally In Trouble
“Take my cock. Make me come with that greedy pussy.” I spank her hard enough for her to arch her back and her pussy to clench around me. “Fuck . . . yes,” I groan, spanking her again.
“Oh God,” she moans.
“More,” I say. “Drain me.”
I spank again, and this time, her moan is long and drawn out. I pulse a few more times until I pull out, my cock jolting forward, seeking pleasure. I grip her top leg and lift it so her legs are spread now, and she’s on her back. I lower to my knees and pull her to the edge of the bed, only to bring my entire mouth to her pussy, smashing my lips, eating her so hard that her hands are now pulling on my hair.
“Oh my God, Keller,” she yells, her legs shaking next to me, her chest rising and falling. “Oh fuck . . . oh fuck . . .”
“Don’t come,” I say, lifting and turning her to her stomach.
I prop her up on her hands and knees, and she shakes beneath me as I slam my cock inside her.
“I can’t . . . I can’t hold on.”
“Finger your clit. I want you drenched.”
“I am.”
“Do it,” I say as I hold still inside her, my orgasm nearly ready to rip me in two.
She moves her hand between us, leaving her to lean on her shoulder and tilt her head to the side. Her fingers press against her clit, and I let her massage a few times before I rear back and drive into her again.
“I want to hear you moan,” I say before spanking her. “I want your voice cracking.” I drive into her, then spank.
“Oh . . . God,” she cries out as her body tenses.
I keep up my relentless pace, never giving either of us a second to catch our breath. Sweat climbs down my back as she starts to constrict around me.
Smack, the crack of my hand against her ass echoing louder than her moans.
Thrust, my pulse jolting the entire bed to the side.
Smack. . . “Fucking fuck, Keller,” she yells.
I can’t hold out any longer, and she can’t either.
“Come for me, Lilly.”
“Thank . . . God,” she cries out as her pussy convulses, squeezing me so tight that I explode with her, stilling my hips as my cock spasms with pleasure deep inside her warm, wet cunt.
“Jesus Christ,” I say as I grip her ass and catch my breath.
Fuck, that was . . . that was incredible.
I lean forward and press a kiss to her back before reaching under her and undoing the belt holding her hands together.
I pull out of her, then flop down on the bed, my hand to my chest as I try to gracefully fall from such a fucking high. She curls into me, and I loop my arm around her shoulder.
“You okay, love?” I ask her, smoothing my hand over her back.
“Perfect,” she practically purrs.
“Can I get you anything?”
She shakes her head. “No, I’m good. I just want to stay here, with you, and not have to worry about—”
Buzz. Buzz.
