Page 40 of Tempting the King

Her body is an open book, her eyes telling me things she’s never told anyone before.

“You know what happens when you don’t answer?”

Her throat moves as she swallows, her mouth opening, but there’s no answer, so I bring my hand down in a wet slap on her open pussy.

“You want another?”

She doesn’t answer, so I take that as a yes, spanking her on her clit, and instead of wincing or drawing back, she bucks her hips up, asking for another.

“You really are the perfect girl.”

I deliver two more shots to her open folds, then give in to the feral beast as my spine twists and my insides rearrange themselves.

I go from zero to a hundred, licking and sucking, slurping and swallowing, taking her moans and cries of pleasure as vows, securing her into my life as her king—and, I already know, soon enough, her husband.

She baptizes me with her flavor, wetness and sounds. I explore this new territory with my lips, my tongue, my teeth.

I spin a finger at the well of her pleasure, pumping two inside her, doing the prelim work as I use my mouth to prep her for what’s coming.

I reach up and grab the weight of her tit, my other hand sliding up her inner thigh, keeping her quivering legs wide as I tease her clit with my tongue, stretching her with two fingers.

How I’ve lived without this pussy in my life is impossible to puzzle out.

She’s smart, capable and sexy, and everything I never thought I could have, all wrapped up in a package so devastating I wonder if I’ve taken a puck to the side of the head and this is all a delirious hallucination.

She’s drenching my face as I draw the nub of her clitoris out with my lips, focusing all my attention there, her sounds and flavor hypnotizing and addictive, and I know I’ll be spending a lifetime right here, doing this.

Her orgasm takes her in a flash. Her soft body goes rigid as she binds our filthy covenant with gushing warmth into my mouth, her inner walls clasping around my fingers as my cock pulses and throbs, needing to fill her body with every raw inch.

Her flesh glistens with a sheen of sweat as I draw out her climax as long as possible with my mouth, dropping one hand to stroke my length as her body goes limp.

“It’s fucking time, firecracker. I hope you’re ready because I don’t know if I have any waiting left in me. I’m going to destroy this pretty pussy.”

“Yes,” she hisses through clenched teeth, as I think of the honesty of my statement.

Her pain is offensive to me, but there’s no way through this tunnel without collateral damage. So, with her warm juices drying on my face, I’m on my feet, sweeping her off the sofa, mounting her to the front of me.

“You looked so beautiful taped to my stick with my cock in your mouth. Helplessly bound to me. You are going to be bound to me in other ways too, baby.”

“Wait, I’m—” Her lids flutter, “we should…use something.”

“Use something. I’m not putting latex between us baby. And, I know I’m clean. Never been without a full wrap when I was with anyone, and…it’s been a long time.”

“Still, God, my body wants this but my brain says I need to be careful.”

She’s so responsible. I’m the storm ready to plow through her trailer park so, I come up with a compromise because there’s no way I’m not getting in that pussy.

“Tomorrow morning, you want to do that morning after pill…” I can’t even finish and somehow, she must feel what I feel because instead of finishing, she hooks her ankles behind the small of my back as I stomp through the suite to the bedroom, easing her down, laying her like my crucified sacrifice, her breathing faltering as I climb on top, holding myself steady.

“You’re mine. That means all of you. We need to figure out where we’re going to live.”

Her eyes snap wide as my dick snuggles into her warm mound, knowing he’s already found his new home.

“Live?” she asks.

I guide the tip to her entrance, tangling my fingers in her hair, prodding her opening as she begs for air with her gaping mouth.

“Yep, live. Together. I know when I know,” I tell her, her thighs trembling around my hips. “We’re truth telling here, so you look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the earth shift when we’re together?”

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