Page 55 of Triumphant Kings

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s my good boy,” I praise him, running a hand down his chest until I reach his cock. Pulling his sweatpants down, his cock springs free, slapping his lower belly.

He whimpers when I wrap my hand around his cock, giving it a hard squeeze. “Look at you.” I hum. “So hard. Just for me.” Pre-cum trickles down from the tip and over the head of his cock.

His chest rises and falls as he takes heavy breaths. He’s turned on, I can feel it in the way his body reacts to me. He’s so sexy right now.

Shimmying down his legs, I give myself room so I can take his cock into my mouth. He lets out a strangled groan as I take him all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I deep-throat him a few times until he’s begging me. “Please,” he moans. “Oh fuck. That feels so good. I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

“I told you,” I say, popping my mouth off his cock. “No cumming until I do.”

“O-okay,” he stammers out.

As much as I want to take my time with him, I know I can’t. The others are going to find us eventually. I almost forgot we were playing a game. I’m having too much fun on my own.

Moving my body back up his, I stop just above his cock. “Be a good boy,” I remind him. “And let me use you. Only when my juices are dripping down this fat cock of yours are you allowed to fill me up. Don’t you want to make me happy?”

“Yes,” he whines. “So badly.”

“That’s what I want to hear.” I position him at my entrance. “My good, good boy.”

Lowering myself onto his cock, we both moan as my wet heat surrounds his length. The stretch is just what I need, filling me so damn good. Leaning forward, I place my hands on his chest, bracing myself as I start to rock my hips.

“Better than my dream." I moan as I move faster, the fire in my belly growing with every stroke of his cock against my walls.

“Sadie,” he moans my name, breath coming out faster than it was before.

“Try again,” I growl, clenching my walls around him.

“Mistress,” he gasps. “I’m close.”

“Already?” I laugh lightly. “Are you that much of a needy little slut for me, Declan?” I use his name, reminding him I know who he is, what our dynamic is. Making him feel safe as he gives me this power over him.

“Sorry.” He whimpers.

“Don’t be, baby boy.” I grind down on him, making us both moan. “I fucking love how desperate you are for me, how much I affect you. You want to cum?”

“So badly.”

Leaning back, I keep moving, faster and faster. One hand plays with my breasts while the other works over my clit. “Fuck me from below,” I demand. “Thrust that big cock inside me over and over again until I cum. Then you can follow after me.”

He plants his feet on the ground and does as he’s told, thrusting his hips up, fucking into me like a damn jackhammer. He wants this so badly that it only adds to the pleasure coursing through me.

“I’m close.” I moan, working my fingers faster as I pinch my nipples harder. “Keep going. Fuck, just like that. So fucking good.”

Tilting my head back, I let my body feel, focusing on the orgasm just out of reach. The sounds he’s making, the pleasure mixed with the determined grunts, pushes me forward.

One more thrust, hitting my sweet spot just right, and I’m seeing stars. “Declan,” I cry out, my eyes rolling back into my head as my orgasm crashes over me.

Wave after wave, my pussy spasms, trying to milk his cock, demanding his cum as I shatter on top of him.

“Fuck!” he shouts, his cock jerking inside me. His cum fills me up before it starts to leak out of me and down his shaft.

He lets out a groan, his body relaxing as his heavy breathing mixes with mine.

A satisfied smile takes over my lips as the high of my orgasm has me buzzing.

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