Page 22 of Vicious Little Princess

I collapsed onto my bed,fighting to catch my breath.

“Fuck, the way you take me, darlin’. Perfection.”

Suddenly Milo was lunging from his sprawled out position on his stomach, enjoying the hot-as-fuck sensation of my cum trickling from his ass, and pouncing on top of me.

I groaned at the feel of his big, hard body and all that delicious muscle and ink surrounding me.

Those groans turned to growls when he licked the drops of sweat off my chest, making his way down my body before slicking that talented tongue of his all over my cock, eating up every drop of cum left remaining.

He suckled at my crown, then tugged at my piercings with his teeth in that way he loved to do and the way I fucking loved him doing, sending shocks of pleasure through me that had my hips lifting off the bed.

“Jesus Christ, I need a few minutes before another round.”

“We’re already at three rounds. Gonna make it four.”

“And we will, just after some hydration and coming up for air.”

He licked me from my balls, all the way to my crown, making me buck wildly.

And then he abruptly sat up. “All right.”

“Damn you.”

He grinned. “Right back at you, Sunshine.”

And then he was climbing off the bed and pulling on his boxers and jeans.

“You’re leaving?”

“Gonna get us some snacks and some water from the cafeteria. Don’t leave the bed. I’ll be right back.”

“You know I can’t just lie still for seconds, let alone minutes.”

“Do your IG bullshit, then. But just stay on the bed for me.”

“And then what?”

“And then when I get back, I’m gonna sit on your cock and let you fuck up into me like a goddamn jackhammer.”

A hot thrill ran through me. “Jesus Christ, yes. But you don’t get to move at all. You’ll take it all as I see fit, even as I clamp my hand down around your cock and fuck it with my hand like a beast.”

His whole face lit up, and a sly smile spread over his face.

Yeah, he loved that kind of dominant shit.

It was a time when he didn’t have to think and worry for once, where he could finally let go and give into the pleasure and wildness of it all in a safe space with me leading him through it.

“Goddamn,” he uttered, before snatching up my boxers from the floor and tossing them to me. “Put these back on. If I walk back in here and you’re still naked on the bed, it’s gonna be impossible to eat and hydrate first before getting right back to a fourth round.”

I chuckled. “You’re so easy.”

“When it comes to you, yes. The shit you do to me… damn, there’s nothing else like it. No one else like you.”

“Don’t I know it.”

“Arrogant dick,” he jested.

“Hmm, yes, my dick is highly arrogant.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “Rightfully so, wouldn’t you say?”

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