Page 10 of The King's Fake Bride

He shuts the door behind us, twisting the lock into place before taking the key from my hand and setting it to the side. Our shoes drop to the floor as I reach for the light, letting it fill the room.

Hands skim my waist before he pulls me flush against his body, the outline of his hard cock pressing against my lower stomach.

Lips press against mine, gently at first, as my hands slide up his chest, over his taut muscles and behind his neck.

His tongue sweeps along the seam of my lips, encouraging me to open them until his tongue is twining with mine while he walks me backward toward the bed.

The backs of my knees hit the edge of the mattress, but we stay standing.

Heat pools in my core as I tug on his hair lightly, guiding him to my fluttering pulse. He lets out a low chuckle that has me clamping my legs tight together while his tongue traces patterns on my skin.

“You taste like salt and sunshine,” he says, his voice raspy when he pulls away to look at me. “Are you sure that you want this?”

I reach for the hem of his shirt, tugging it up slowly and revealing the toned muscles beneath.

Xander whips the shirt over his head and throws it to the other side of the room before reaching for the tiny straps that hold up my dress. He eases them down my shoulders, kisses trailing after them.

The dress falls from my body as he guides it, the silky material pooling on the ground and leaving me in nothing but a thong that is really little more than a scrap of fabric.

He gets to his knees in front of me, fingers on the sides of the thong. “You’re beautiful.”

I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, but it’s quickly over when he gives me a gentle push, forcing me to sit down on the edge of the bed. “You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to.”

Deep blue eyes burn with a million different questions, but they give away the desire there. “I want to know if your pussy tastes as addictive as the rest of you.”

“Oh.” My head drops back, eyes shutting as he slides his tongue through my folds, circling around my clit.

He sucks the sensitive bud as his fingers slide into me, pressing against my inner walls.

“Yes.” I look down at him, gaze hazy with lust as he keeps sucking and flicking his tongue, his fingers rocking harder and faster into me.

Xander crooks his fingers, driving them against a spot that has my legs shaking. I tip over the edge, rocking my hips in time with his fingers, taking as much of him as I can until the waves of pleasure subside.

Smirking, he gets up, shedding his clothing. “I was right. You’re delectable.”

My cheeks flame, but the compliment is soon at the back of my mind as he hovers over me. Muscles in his arms flex before he flips us over.

I straddle his hips with my hands on his chest. Sliding my core against his cock, I moan, the head slipping through my arousal and just entering my pussy.

His hands trace my curves, leaving fire in its wake as one hand cups my breast. He massages it while his other hand cups the back of my head, pulling me down to him.

Our tongues tangle as I sink down onto him, moaning when he throbs and shifts his hips, plunging deeper into me. It feels impossible to take him all. He stretches me in the best ways possible.

My clit brushes against him with every roll of my hips. His tongue sweeps through my mouth, teeth nipping at my bottom lip.

I rock my hips faster, needing more of him.

Heat builds low in my core with every movement, inner walls fluttering around him.

Xander groans as he pulls his mouth away from mine. “Yes, just like that. Come for me, Amy.”

My name on his lips is a drug. I keep rocking against him while he matches the pace from below, his hands landing on my hips and holding me tight while he slams into me.

His fingers slip between us, pressing against my clit.

“You feel so good.” I dig my nails into his chest as I come, riding him as he stiffens. His thrusts slow before he pulls out, his chest heaving.

Before he finishes, I move down his body, taking his cock into my mouth.

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