Page 50 of Royally Rivalled

I wasn't too bad, I guessed. Or at least it was proof Parker could be charitable. I hoped it was the former.

“You like to be held down?”

I nodded. “Yes, please.”

“I like to unravel you, princess.”

“I’d like you to punish me.”

That worked. He sped up, letting my hands go and pulling back.

“I want to see your tits bounce again. They're glorious, Astrid.”

I gripped the pillows behind my head for dear life. The more he fawned over me, the better it felt. I never wanted it to end as I got closer.

“You gonna cum again, Astrid?”

“Can I be greedy?”

“This is all about you. You can be so greedy. Use my cock for your pleasure, Astrid. Make me work for you. Use all of me.”

Parker's deep, sexy voice conveyed his thirst for my orgasm. I went over the edge, my eyes rolling back. My legs twitched. The feeling was better than anything I'd ever felt. He continued to thrust—harder as I screamed his name. It only encouraged him. Fuck! Our bodies slapped together. The sound was naughty. This was dirty but so, so good. I suspect he was about to cum. I wasn't sure what to expect.

“God, Astrid, your pussy is so good,” Parker said. “Can I cum? I can't take it much more.”

“Cum,” I said. “I'm so satisfied, Parker. I want you to use me now.”

Grabbing my hips and thrusting hard one last time, he came. I hadn't fucked up. The look of absolute pleasure on his face wasunmistakable. My pain-in-the-ass rival had just let it all go. He'd used my body for the best type of gratification.

Parker, breathless, asked, “Why are you smirking?”

“Because now you'll have to think about me naked with you balls deep inside me anytime you try to pull rank or debate saying something rude.”

Parker went to the bin. He tossed the condom aside, dick still hard.

“You think I will?”

“I think I live rent-free in your mind.”

“I will forever have the sweet satisfaction of corrupting you, Astrid. That was worth it alone. You are a very, very good girl.”

He climbed back into bed as my mind whirled—flustered bygood girl. He was brilliant at dirty talk. And what was this? Did I long for praise? Was that what filled my cup?

“Tell me how good of a girl I was,” I leaned into it, desperate for more affirmation.

“You are an angel when you scream my name. You are a quick study who is very obedient. I prefer that, Astrid.”

He kissed my nipple, then my forehead in the most tender way. We’d done the dirtiest thing I’d ever imagined, but now Parker was sweet. I wasn’t sure what this was or how we got here. I only wanted it to continue. As much as oxytocin ruled my mind, I knew we were playing with fire. Shagging like this was fine. Doing it again and again with feelings would lead to disaster. We worked together. There were rules and norms. I wasn’t about to be seen as the girl who fucked doc students to get ahead, was I?

thirty-one

PARKER

Astrid's bodyin my bed was a sight to behold. Though she infuriated me, she was the prettiest girl I ever shagged by a mile. Her porcelain skin, rosy now after two very loud orgasms, invited me back. I couldn't help myself. There was something sickeningly sweet about being the first to bring her to the point of no return.

“Why did you do it?” Astrid asked.

“What?”

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