Page 74 of Kings of Desire
‘Something that I won’t let ruin my evening. They have ruined my life once already,’ he refused to let me waste any more time searching into his past, preferring to focus on theimmediatefuture.
I was high in the air before I realized what was happening, being carried by myroyal highnessstraight to bed.
‘That’s a smooth way to hinder my interrogation,’ I giggled as I felt my dress slipping off, even before my body rested between his sheets.
‘I know much smoother ways,’ his body came on top of me, caging me between the strength of his arms and his undeniable lips. Yet this was my time to take the lead as I moved my hand to reach his belt, seconds after a drop of realization at what exactly I was doing suddenly kicked in.
As if recognizing my plans of retreat, he quickly caught my palm, guiding it straight to the place of its initial target, making sure that this time it wouldn’t miss.
My lips stopped moving, feeling the strong effect I had on him as his hardness was eagerly awaiting to break through his jeans.
Time froze as I glanced straight into his eyes, stroking the whole length of his masculinity through his pants.
Everything felt so free. I felt so in control, so different than with Cole. It was a whole new sensation, giving me such thrilling satisfaction of bringing him pleasure. But at the same time a fragment of reality came crushing in on me ‘You know that I still can’t fully... You know...’
‘Don’t worry, we’ll improvise,’ he grinned as the blueprints of a new plan were already set out in his mind.
I did trust him, and having a clue of what he was talking about, I proceeded to unfasten his jeans, pushing them down and leaving him in his boxers.
‘I’ll be...around,’ he laughed, letting the top of my bra fall over my breasts and leaning his head to taste the newly exposed skin, pulling me back into the arms of that intoxicating feeling that always arises around him.
Reaching for the part of him that hid beneath his boxers, I didn’t stop until he let out a long groan, satisfying my need to know that I could please him. He was mine now, and as the single benefit I got from my experience with Cole, I had a very good idea of what needed to be done. Though what I didn’t take into account was the hand that snapped the staples off my teddy, reaching for the very aroused part of me.
‘You were waiting for me,’ Ferris felt the need to state the obvious as his fingers instantly glided across that area of my body that was creating such noticeable signs of the effect he possessed over me.
As usual, I didn’t answer, just stroke him harder, traveling his full erection with every dance of my hand, over and over, driving his fingers to move in the same rhythm, extracting bit by bit that sweet anxiety to build within me.
Unwilling to lose ground, his tongue paced to circle my rosy tips, nibbling them gradually into ecstasy until they became so sensitive that each one of his whirls seemed to be reflecting directly into my core.
I felt like I needed to completely surrender to him, but at the same time, I needed to see him at least partially roaring in satisfaction. And that thought kept me going, kneading his length faster, only stopping to brush my thumb on his tip with each complete motion. It seemed to be working since his groans were becoming louder, yet completely hindered by my moans. I was moments away from floating in ecstasy, yet he certainly had a slightly longer endurance time than Cole, at least compared with our classroom adrenaline ride, and that was slowly worrying me as my body was preparing to cave in.
Feeling that I was close, probably from my restless hips that were arching into the mattress, he returned to my lips, sneaking his tongue inside to properly kiss me. I was almost lost, though I couldn’t let that burdening pressure control me, not before I made sure that he was ready to join me.
Gripping him stronger, I slowed down my rhythm, turning my moves into much wider ones, only gradually increasing the speed until that unavoidable elation was reflected in his eyes. I instantly relaxed, allowing myself to thoroughly lose myself in his game, as my hand continues to shift over him until my feet were moving aimlessly into the sheets, trying to find something, anything to support me as an anchor. Yet, I didn’t let him fall behind, getting him to jolt away from my touch as that tightening sensation overcame him, forcing him to find his release in heavenly unison with mine.
‘I’m starting to believe that you cheated,’ he protested with his face over the mattress, still trying to control the effects of his recent ecstasy.
‘You did say improvise,’ I smiled, raising the sheet to fully cover me.
‘You’re right,’ he grinned all over again as the alcohol seemed to just be settling in my mind.
‘Why are you showing off your fangs?’ I asked, sensing the immediatedangeras my body seemed to still be craving for him. But how could that even be possible since less than five minutes earlier he just attended to my urgent desires?
‘Nothing important, just to say goodnight,’ he disappeared under the sheets, pushing my thighs apart, to flicker that tongue piercing in a long trip over my once again needy flesh.
It was the same damn fire, igniting all over within me, as I was starting to think that tongue piercings were part of my blessing and my curse.
‘I guess we had better stop,’ he returned so fast that the room was still spinning as my body seemed to be truly aching for him. My ovaries were about to explode, as my torment had just become real.
‘Don’t stop. I want to be yours,’ I moaned throughout the impossible yearnings, whirling to fully face him while my own hands cupped my breasts that were terribly aching without him touching them.
‘I can’t. Not tonight. You had too much to drink,’ he kissed my lips then tugged me into his chest.
‘You said whatever I desire. I desire you,’ I whined, still unable to let go of my cravings.
‘If only things were that simple, but I promise that if you don’t change your mind tomorrow after the wine leaves your system, I will fulfill every single one of your fantasies.’
That sounded perfect in the foreseeable future, but right now, he was just pouring salt on an open wound... Who could wait for tomorrow when my body was screaming to melt under his touch?
