Page 41 of Royal

I’m on fire, I’ve never been so turned on.

Suddenly, he pulls himself out of my mouth, my eyes flash open as he lifts me to my feet. Almost in a fever rush, he pushes my front against the tile. I grip the wall with my fingers.

His teeth bite into my ass cheek. I hiss at the sharp pain as it sends my legs trembling. “God, I need you,” I practically beg.

He bends me over further, sending my ass higher in the air. He spreads my ass cheeks, licking me from my clit to my pussy. “Fucking nectar.”

My eyes roll back in my eyes, his tongue entering me, moving to my clit, sucking hard, and my legs almost give out. I come hard.

I bite my bottom lip so I don’t make any loud noises and wake the kids because if they wake up, I will cry.

He holds me until my legs start working again. I’m set back on my feet, and this time I press my face against the glass. I can see us in the mirror. The glass is fogged up, but you can see our silhouettes.

He enters me so slowly that my legs almost give out on me again. He manages to hold me up, slowly thrusting inside of me. My eyes are crossed, and I close them and let myself just feel.

My whole body is shaking. It’s like he owns every part of me. My body is his. He is playing me like a guitar. It comes from nowhere in a rush, and I come again, this time it’s ten times harder than before.

He bands his arm across my stomach, holding me up in the air as he hammers inside of me, chasing his orgasm.

Soon, my third orgasm comes fast. I know he’s close and I clench down hard on him, chasing my own again.

He pulls me down on him hard as he spills himself inside of me, and I’m spent. My body is boneless at this point and he is having to take hold of my whole weight.

Royal pulls the both of us under the spray and turns me so I’m facing him. His hands grab ahold of my ass, lifting me so my legs wrap around his waist.

He avoids getting my hair in the water, knowing I hate having to wash it every day. “I don’t think I could ever tire of the way you feel, the way you grip my cock.”

I rest my forehead on his shoulder, trying to collect my brains off the shower floor.

He washes me and then himself, and I’m half asleep when I hear Donovan calling for me over the baby monitor.

I look at the counter, following the noise, and I see that Royal remembered to grab it on his way up.

Royal sighs, kisses my cheek, and walks us both out of the bathroom. He sets me on the edge of the bed and hurries to get dressed so he can be with the kids. “You take a nap and I will wake you up in a few hours to finish the sides.”

He chuckles at me, seeing that I’m entirely boneless. He hands me a towel, and I know I’m probably getting the bed wet, but I fall face first onto the bed, my naked ass in the air, but I can’t bring myself to care.

An Hour Later

Naomi

My phone alarm wakes me up from my sleep. I groan and turn to look at it. It’s my birth control alarm to remind me to take it.

I make my way to the bathroom, still naked, and grab one of Royal’s shirts on the way so that I can slip it on.

I pull open the drawer where I keep my pills, and I blink, trying to clear my eyes when I don’t immediately see them.

I push around random toiletries, seeing if they got pushed under all the junk, but after a minute of searching and taking everything out of the drawer, I realize it’s not there. I even search the other drawers, under the sink, on the floor.

It’s gone.

I think of where it could be.

“I thought I heard you moving around up here,” Royal says, walking into the bathroom and running his hand down my back. “You okay?” he asks me when he sees I’m just standing here.

“I can’t find my birth control.” I rub my face, looking through the drawer again, knowing it’s not there.

Royal doesn’t say anything but has a weird smile on his face, one that looks like satisfaction.

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