Page 16 of Rescuing Royce

When they both ran out of air, he gathered her hair up in his hands and placed his forehead on hers. “You drive me fucking crazy, Amber. I’m not sure what I did to deserve you, but, dammit, you’re just what I need.”

He pressed his length into her and began to grind his cock against her. “I’m going to fuck you anyway you want, baby. That’s a promise.”

Amber felt high from the power he handed her. She was going to be greedy and very naughty. “Take off your clothes, Royce.”

Her demand was met with quick action as he whipped off his shirt. Her hands itched to explore all the sharp angles of his muscled chest.

“Not yet. You touch me, baby, and I’m going to go off. First, let’s take care of you. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve spent hours wondering what you taste like.”

She closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall. “Yes, I want that too.”

“Say it, Amber. Say the words, baby, and I’ll do it.” Royce dropped to his knees and looked up at her.

She felt alive for... for the first time ever. This moment, this man was beyond perfect.

She smiled down at Royce’s handsome face. His eyelids were heavy with desire for her. “I need you, want you to lick me.” She pulled up her dress, revealing she wore no panties, spread her thighs, and placed her fingers on either side of her clit. “Lick me till I come.”

She watched, fascinated as he grabbed her ass and pulled her towards his mouth. He closed his eyes and tongued her. She jumped at the first and the second stroke. The anticipation of this moment almost had her coming. He lifted his head and caught her gaze. Oh my god, he was so perfect.

“Good girl, keep watching.” He leaned back in and increased his pressure on her now swollen flesh. She let out a cry as he went faster. He pressed a thumb on her clit, and she saw stars. Her orgasm crested as he continued.

Spasms rocked her. Royce’s right hand journeyed up her hip and along the curve of her waist. He covered her breast and pinched her nipple, and massaged her heated flesh prolonging the orgasm.

“Yes, on my god, yes.” Her plea was low and deep, her voice raspier than she’d ever heard, and she reveled in the newness of it.

She was dimly aware of her body banging into the wall as the thrill of someone discovering them heightened her pleasure. When she felt the crest of a second wave, she grasped Royce’s head and screamed his name.

The pulsing of her core continued as he placed his thumb on her tight bud—was this heaven? If so, she never wanted to leave. It dawned on her that she must have said the words out loud as she heard a soft chuckle erupt from Royce as he placed a feather-soft kiss on her mound that sent another rush of liquid flowing through her as she came down off the highest of highs.

She let out what felt like her hundredth moan as he stood then cupped her face and brushed a kiss against her lips, “God, you’re so beautiful.” Royce lifted her up and carried her into the guest room.

He tossed her on the bed and grinned, “don’t move.”

He went back out into the hall and retrieved his shirt, shut the door, and locked it. “I don’t want any interruptions.”

He took a condom out of his jean pocket, rolled it on, and stalked back toward her. She was still breathing hard from the best orgasms ever and didn’t protest when he lightly grasped her ankles and pulled her down the bed until her ass hit the edge.

“I want you too damn bad to go slow. I promise next time we’ll take hours. Right now, I need to be inside of you.”

She got hung up on the phrase “next time” and let out a squeak when he pulled her up, turned her around, reached under her body and caressed her breasts, then flicked hernipples. “Yes,” she cried out. She pushed her bottom into his cock and rotated her hips.

“Lay down on the bed, Amber. You can put your feet on the floor and hold that pretty ass up in the air for me or get on your hands and knees. Either way, I’m going to fuck you from behind, then I’m going to flip you over and watch you ride me till you come again.”

Yes, that. She wanted that. She looked back at him and licked her lips. “Promises, promises.”

“It’s more than a promise, baby. Now, move.” He growled the words.

She almost came again from his demand.

She got on her hands and knees. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him. But instead of entering her, he reached around and touched her clit. He rubbed the sensitized bud until she screamed his name and came again.

“Inside me. Now.”

“I like it when you order me around.” He entered her slowly and teased her with his length. In and out until she thought she’d go mad. She began rocking back and forth, trying to get him to go faster.

He matched her rhythm, then took over, grasped her hips, and pounded into her until she again felt the tingling of another orgasm. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. His shout of completion sent her over the edge, and she tightened her inner walls and squeezed him.

He stayed inside her as they both took in gulps of air and drifted into the soul-shattering place where good sex and crazy connection met.

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