Page 72 of Royally Rivalled

“I gotta learn sometime,” I said. “My experience is limited to literary depictions of giving head. And… it’s different.”

“No shit,” Parker said. “You can start slow. Anything you do is going to feel amazing. Promise. And I’ll tell you if it doesn’t.”

I bent over him, starting by licking the rim of his foreskin—still not sure what to do with that. Parker shuddered and grabbed my ponytail.

“That’s… good. But if you keep doing that, I’m going to cum quickly.”

Good to know. I licked up and down his shaft, working it with my hand as well.

“Good girl, Astrid. That feels brilliant.”

My eyes trained on him as I came back up, slowly and gently rolling the foreskin back slightly. The look on his face was fucking priceless. I was a goddamn goddess! I began to take him in my mouth now, unsure how much of him I could take in.

“You don’t need to deep-throat me,” Parker said. “I don’t… it’s…“

He was speechless. I must have found the right rhythm between my hand and mouth because he turned to putty. Playing with my hair, he let out a deep, low moan. I liked the way he played with my ponytail. I continued going, one hand gently cupping his balls.

“Astrid, I’m gonna..”

I knew he was about to cum. It didn’t deter me. I braced myself for what was next. I’d decided in a split second to swallow and get it over with. His balls tensed, and I knew he was close.

“I’m… oh fuck.”

He came. It was a lot more than I anticipated, so I fought the urge to gag. I kept it together, swallowed, and looked up at him. Parker’s eyes met mine, his chest rising rapidly.

“You’re… such a quick study,” Parker said.

“It was fine.” I wiped my face with the back of my hand.

“It was a great bit of head. Sorry. Still coming down,” Parker caught his breath.

Curling up on his chest, I smiled, self-satisfied.

“Are you happy then?” Parker asked. “Because I feel I owe you dozens of orgasms after that.”

I rested my chin on his chest, “You’ll make up for it in time, Parker. I’m sure.”

forty-one

PARKER

Mother never explainedher social calls. She merely demanded to speak and met me in town. While Astrid and I observed our students completing a stats problem set, she rang. I sent her to voicemail. Then, she texted. As our students finished their group exercise, I read the text.

Mum

I’m in Shalestone

Parker

Okay. I’m teaching right now.

Mum

Meet me for lunch at Martell’s

Parker

I have plans.

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