Page 32 of The Cinderella Prince

Cedric was a gentle lover with enough experience to make me jealous and possessive. He was also perfectly happy to be in charge, and I was glad to let him guide us. The pressure he applied let him sink into me, though never deep enough to hurt me. It was like he felt every tremor in my muscles and let it lead his movements.

Breath hitched in my throat. I used my trapped arms the only way I could and reached back to set my hands on his hips, pulling him closer. “I’m ready,” I whispered tightly. “Fuck me, Cedric.”

He throbbed hard enough that I felt it clearly inside my body. Softly, smoothly, he let me pull him closer, sure in his footing as I thrust my butt back against him. His length wasn’t an issue just yet, but his thickness made my eyes bulge for one seemingly endless moment. Though when it passed, I struggled to remember if it had ever been there at all.

Cedric pulled a little back, then leaned in, setting our lazy pace until my body relaxed completely. His other arm wrapped around me, too, and I was trapped in the best place in the entire galaxy. I could stand like this forever if he held me. I could turn into a sentient stone statue and never move for the rest of my days without a single complaint.

With my body accepting him, embracing him with growing ease, Cedric picked up the firmness and the pace of his movement. Each thrust squeezed a moan from me, and each rubbed lightly against my prostate. His dick explored me deeper, and his searing lips pressed hard against the back of my neck.

As he fucked me with growing intensity, we moved against our wills toward the glass. My head rested against it, and Cedric straightened his torso, arching his back and ramming me with much more than I’d bargained for. Even so, it was only a matter of moments before I could surrender myself fully to be his to use however he wished. And when it happened, my deep and secret stubbornness took hold of my body and compelled me to relax, to open myself to him, until he could slide into me with ease. His lower abdomen smashed my cheeks with wet slaps. His fingers threaded on my stomach, arms hooking me and holding me in place as he fucked my brains out.

I no longer cared that my head was bumping into and rubbing against the grass wall. If I noticed it, it only turned me on harder.

My abs tensed as I forced my body to remain open, to welcome his hard length, to accept him entirely inside myself.

“Fuck, Tristan,” Cedric huffed behind me. “You’re so fucking hot.”

Praise me, I wanted to whimper, slamming my hands against the glass and letting his rough moves pin me harder against the wall between the stalls. “Yeah?” I managed to ask, voice tight and pitch high.

“I love fucking your ass,” he grunted, his arms yanking me back on him. The movement made me lose control for a moment, my hole tightening around him, making him growl and lust. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good.” Cedric released my abdomen and grabbed my wrists. He pulled my hands all the way back until my arms were stretched as far as they could be.

I knew he was leaning back. I could feel him leaning, his cock angled down to impale me as deep as he could go, though not even close to his full length. He knew how to control himself just perfectly, always keeping me at the edge of what I could take, never more, never less.

My biceps knotted as I pulled my arms forward, and Cedric held them back. Legs spread wide, I leaned in, lifting my ass for him, and moaned over each thrust that filled me with his length. Whenever my body allowed it without risking cutting our fun short and spilling my cum too soon, I let myself tighten my hole around his dick, making him hiss and moan just as if our places had been reversed.

I could feel each throb, each flex of his muscles, and each sweet, wonderful word that left his lips. He showered me with praise, telling me how amazing it felt to be inside me, how good I was at taking his dick, and how warm I felt deep inside.

And when my panting quickened and moans rose higher, Cedric jerked my arms back as if grappling me from behind or holding me from running headfirst into a wall. “Do you want to come, baby?” he purred.

Baby, the word echoed through my skull.

“Fuck, please,” I begged. “Make me come.”

His fists tightened around my wrists, his dick sliding into me with ease and rubbing against my prostate mercilessly.

“I’m so fucking close,” I said, frustration and pleasure warring for dominance inside of me.

Cedric twisted my arms until they rested on my lower back, wrists crossed and locked in his powerful hold. Fucking me all along, he reached over with his right handand closed his fist tightly around my dick, letting the thrusts of his hips move my body, making me fuck his fist.

He jerked my arms back, lifting my torso seemingly by the sheer power of his will. My trapped hands felt his steely abdomen, and my upper back rested against his defined chest. With his fist firmly around my dick and our bodies grinding hard, it took me a single heartbeat before I let myself soar over the edge.

Every shred of me tightened. My hole closed hard around him, making him groan into the crook of my neck. My dick pulsed hard, and my abs and chest clenched. My toes curled, and my fingers dug into Cedric’s sculpted body. In the next instant, cum sprayed the shower glass in long, white ribbons, leaving me a shuddering, hyperventilating mess.

“Fuck,” I breathed out. “Harder. Please, Cedric. Fuck me harder.” I needed to feel him finish while I still rode the high of my orgasm. As it thundered through me like the crashing waves of the ocean or the eruption of a volcano, Cedric rammed me just like I asked, filling me deep inside and grunting over the tightness of my hole until he warned me he was close.

He released my arms and held my hips instead, pulling me back on his cock. As his breathing grew quicker and more heated, I begged him to fill me with his cum. It was, as I’d hoped somewhere in some still-active part of my lust-clouded brain, exactly what he needed to hear.

Cedric’s cock throbbed hard and long inside of me, hot cum filling me so quickly that I could have sworn I felt it. My hole burned and vibrated, sensitive and bruised. I could feel its wetness and the trickle of Cedric’scum as he pulled out, sliding his cock between my cheeks while I clenched my hole to keep the rest inside. Already, I could feel his absence. Already, I wished we could do it again.

Cedric turned me around, one hand resting on the back of my head, the other sliding over the small of my back until his fingers reached deep down to feel my hole. He rubbed it softly, soothingly, and kissed me deeply for a long, long time. “Such a perfect lover. You’re perfect.” His whispers covered my lips. His touch healed me. His proximity made me feel like I was falling through the clouds, but I didn’t fear because it wasn’t the solid ground that awaited at the end of the fall. It was something much nicer, softer, sweeter than I had ever imagined could exist. I was glad to fall for him.

Cedric kissed me for a long time before pulling away and suggesting a quick shower. This time, he regulated the flow of the water so it wasn’t just the freezing bucket of ice being dropped on our heads. Instead, the shower was hot, and Cedric was gentle and sensitive. He washed my back and moved his hands softly over my body.

Throughout it all, I had that unique feeling buzzing deep inside of my chest like the bass of a really good beat. It was a feeling that only ever came after good fucking, enriched by all my welling hopes that this was more than just sex.

He still didn’t think I was no good. He still didn’t think I was a single-use guy. Instead, he kissed my lips while hot water poured down on our heads. He kissed the tip of my nose. He kissed each of my closed eyes in turn. He pulled me in and held me, pressing our bodies together andmoving to the rhythm of some slow dance neither of us could hear.

The intensity of emotions that ripped through me choked me. I held them back, but every fiber of me wanted to cry and thank him and tell him how sweet it was to feel worthy of someone’s attention and care.

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