Page 46 of Royally Rivalled

Parker pulled his hand away.

“Please,” I begged, very much not like myself.

“You are so polite, Astrid. A very good girl.” The way he said it wasdevastating.

I touched his cock through his jeans.

Parker stuck his hand down my leggings, pushing my knickers aside and playing with my clit now. He circled his fingers around as he had my nipple.

“Oh, God, that's so good,” I moaned, amazed at how, even in a lift, something could feel this good.

I let it all go—including my worries about the lack of experience. My body wanted this too much to say no.

“Yeah, you like that, Astrid? You want more.”

“I want you,” I pleaded. “You. Inside me.”

He slid two fingers in my centre. I stood slightly on my tiptoes, wanting to take his fingers in deeper. I arched my back and pressed my hips towards him, unable to explain why this felt so good.

“You must cum for me first, Astrid,” Parker said. “So you are good and wet and ready. Because you do need to be ready. Do you want that?”

“Yes, Parker. Oh God, yes!“ I moaned loudly as ever.

He moved his fingers in and out with a rhythm that sped my heart faster and faster. I clenched around them, imagining what his cockmay feel like inside me. I grabbed onto his belt as if to steady myself. My breath rose in the tell-tale pattern I knew to be indicative of climax. He stared at me, satisfied as I panted harder and whimpered louder.

“You look so beautiful when you cum, I bet,” Parker said. “Have you ever made yourself cum?”

I nodded. Panting, I said, “A lot. It feels so good.”

“Has anyone else ever made you cum?”

I shook my head no.

“Are you going to cum for me, Astrid? Be a good girl and cum for me? Make a mess on my fingers?”

“Fuck... oh, God! Yes, Parker!“

The dirtier he talked, the more I craved my orgasm. The sweet sensation of absolute pleasure rose from my centre until it enveloped all of me. I shuddered and called out, bracing as I came hard on his hand. The feeling of his fingers slowly pulling out and the imagined visual of him dripping in my wetness made it even hotter in a way I could not describe. He hadn't even been inside me yet, and I felt amazing! My fantasy somehow became a reality.

twenty-nine

PARKER

“Fuck... oh, God! Yes, Parker!”

The words spilt from Astrid's mouth as pleasure rolled over, and she struggled to breathe. She was beyond words, helpless now as I moved my fingers inside of her, my thumb slapping against her wet, engorged clit. Her pleasure brought me utter satisfaction—heightened only further by the fact that I was the first to make her cum.

I was about to tell her we'd need to change things up to make this work with the height difference when a bell dung. With my fingers still inside, her pussy pulsing, a woman's voice rang.

“We've located the problem and are assessing it! It should be only a few more minutes.”

Astrid gasped, coming down from her orgasm.

“Are you there?”

Astrid fumbled and pushed the call button. “We're here. Thank you.”

I pulled my fingers free, sucking the exquisite taste of her from my fingers. It was okay if I went back to my room and wanked fiercely, right?

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