Page 43 of Beauty Sleep

I groan sharply, my heart thudding against my ribs as he strokes his hand slowly up and down my shaft. “Fuuuck…!” Mytoes curl into the bed, but however hard I pant for breath, he isn’t speeding up the way I would.

The unhurried pace is so much better than all of my desperation put together.

“Hm?” Prince prompts me, reminding me that he’s waiting for an answer.

I choke out another little whimper. “Thank you for—for making me obey,” I breathe out. “For knowing what I needed before I did… so I could figure it out on my own…”

Prince smiles up at me. “And what did you figure out, Beauty?”

I lick my lips, peeking through my lashes again. “That I need you. That Iwantyou. And… and I like you. A lot more than I realized.”

The air rushes out of Prince’s lungs, right across the tip of my cock. I can’t help a shudder, a loud moan, at the maddeningly, yet deliciously teasing sensation.

“And—that,” I choke out. “I—I want that.”

Prince grins. “Then you can have it, my love.”

Did I just hear?—

Oh, fuck!

Prince’s mouth slides around the tip of my cock, tight and hot and wet in a way I could only ever imagine. He envelops me without hesitation, and all I can do is cry out shamelessly as I grab his shoulders for dear life.

Even his deep chuckle vibrates through my shaft as Prince takes control of me in yet another way, bobbing his head slowly down to take me in an inch at a time. I’m already clinging to the very edge.

It’s just about impossible to hold out now.

“I-I can’t last long if you… oh!” I whimper. “Fuck! But my refractory period… won’t be… very long…”

Prince lets my shaft pop out of his mouth and into the cool air, and I shiver with delight at the strange temperature shift. He curls his fingers around my hard-on, stroking slowly as he breathes his words across the flushed, sensitive skin.

“Long words like that don’t belong in fairytales. I’m not doing my job right if you can use them.”

“I didn’t—ohhhhhhfuck!”

Prince takes my cock into his mouth and slams his head to the base of my cock, swallowing me in one hard, fast movement as he sucks his cheeks in. I can’t even tell if I’m cumming, or if it just feels so good that I’m pulsating uncontrollably.

But he’s doing it again and again, and everything besides Prince seems to slip away into a hazy blackness?—

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,nowI’m… I’m… Prince!” I cry out, throwing my head back into the pillow as my whole body clenches tight and releases at once.

I’m thrashing under him, my hips helplessly bucking as I spill my hot, sticky load all over his tongue. He just keeps on sucking me into his mouth, gulping every now and then, and every single time I hear it, I twitch all over again.

“Fuuuck,” I breathe out as I collapse into the bed. “Fuck,fuck…!”

As I start to soften, Prince pulls away at last and scoots up the bed. I half-expect his fingers to slide into me, but… he’s not doing that yet.

He just takes me in his arms and holds me, rubbing my back in soft, sweet circles as he kisses my hair.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathe out as I roll into him, closing my eyes and breathing in the scent of him. “Oh myfuck.”

“You liked that, then,” Prince murmurs with another deep chuckle that vibrates through my cheek.

I smile dizzily against him. “Mmhmm,” I breathe out. “I really, really did. Oh my God. How did I get so lucky?”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Prince murmurs. As he shifts against me, I can feel his hard-on, too. It’s still trapped in his pants, but it’s definitely nestled against my thigh… and someone’s going to need to do something about that.

I blink dizzily as I pull away from Prince to look him up and down. “Is it my turn to see you naked?”

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