Page 71 of Royally Redeemed
“I’ll do?” He gasped, throwing his head back as I torturously rolled my hips.
“Yes, even the tiniest of dicks could work right now.”
It was a burn, but I fought a laugh over it. In truth, there was no way to describe Duncan’s penis as “tiny”, but he loved being humiliated.
Wanting more, I picked up speed, grinding until he was in ever deeper. It felt heavenly. He hit just right. I kept going—up and down—and moaning. My breath picked up. I gripped his chest and stared. He anticipated my orgasm and I wanted him to see it. I let out a squeal and several obscenities as the pleasure took hold. My legs quaked and my chest burned. I needed a second to recover.
“Get off again and then I want to,” Duncan said, excited.
“Excuse me, but you don’t get to decide!”
“Sorry, sorry,” he apologized. “I was… excited.”
“Well, try not to get too excited here, Duncan.”
He nodded. I wasn’t sure what he was doing. Thinking about baseball? Football? Whatever it was, he tried not to cum. Almostany woman would have prized his orgasm above her own. In contrast, I wouldn’t let him. That was all he wanted.
I came again, pleasure rushing over me like a stream. I reached down and kissed him. That was uncontrollable. I shouldn’t have. It broke the mystique. However, I couldn’t help it. I wanted to. And, in a strange way, it came from a place of trust. I could trust him to be good to me. Hehadput my pleasure first.
“Fuck me,” Duncan gasped. “Fuck me hard, Ella.”
I nodded and dug in, tightening around him. I worked my hands into his chest, then decided to try something else. I gathered he might like me to play with his nipples. It was like a damn breaking loose. Seconds later, he came hard, straining against the restraints and grunting. I bent down to kiss him again as he panted.
“That was… fucking hot,” Duncan choked out.
His pulse raced as I lay there with him.
“I’ll break you out of these,” I said. “Mainly because you need to take care of the damage you wrought.”
“Yes, of course.”
He dealt with the condom. I lay there, glad to look at his ass as he crossed the room. And hisshoulders. Oh, my God, they were so wonderful! I bit my lip just thinking about what we just did. I laughed to myself about my new wild life. What was this?
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Ireturned to bed to find Ella cackling to herself. She was beautiful, if not a bit ridiculous there in a dress while I was here totally naked. I hopped in and pinned her to the bed as she laughed. She was freer than she had been, a bit wild, and wonderful.
“What is so funny?”
“All of this,” she smiled . “All of it.”
“Are you drunk?”
“No! I wish. Mo refused to have more than a glass because she had to get up and negotiate this job offer in the morning.”
“Selfish bitch,” I joked.
“Really! Nah, I get it. But I am stone cold sober. I just wanted to reward the good behavior.”
I kissed her slowly. She kissed me back, pushing me on the bed. This was the most normal event following the most unhinged thing a woman had ever done to me.
“That was wild.” Ella sat up.
“Get back down here and take that dress off,” I said.
