Page 67 of Fierce King (L.A. Ruthless 1)

‘Whatever you want, princess, just let me fuck you.’

‘I’ll need to use the bathroom first though.’

I rolled onto my back, releasing her. ‘Of course.’

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom and I admired her beautiful ass. A moment later, I heard the toilet flush and the sound of running water before she walked back out into the bedroom, hovering in the doorway.

‘Come here,’ I ordered.

She chewed her lip but then she approached the bed. I sat up and reached for her hand, pulling her to straddle me.

My hands slid onto her hips and I hooked my fingers under the band of her underwear. ‘These little cotton panties are very sexy.’

‘Don’t ruin them –’

I was already tearing them off before she could finish the sentence.

‘They’re my favorite,’ she finished with a sigh as she punched me lightly in the chest.

‘I’d say I was sorry, but ...’ I shrugged.

‘You’re not?’ she said with a flash of her eyebrows.

‘Not even a little bit,’ I grinned as I tossed the scrap of material onto the floor.

‘You have panty issues,’ she laughed.

‘I have you wearing panties, issues,’ I said and then I pulled her to me, crushing her lips against mine as I kissed her fiercely.

I shifted my hips until my cock was pressed up against her pussy and she whimpered into my mouth. I pushed inside her and she broke our kiss, gasping out loud.

‘Alex,’ she groaned.

‘What, princess?’ I growled as I took hold of her hips and guided her down deeper onto me.

‘That’s so good,’ she moaned. ‘But ... the mess.’

‘It will all be on me, not the sheets. Just relax and let me fuck you.’

She tilted her head back and groaned and I sat up, putting my arms around her waist and sinking my teeth into the tender skin on her neck. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she ground herself onto me.

After a few moments of allowing her to ride me at her own pace, I grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs towards me, circling them around my waist and causing her to sink even deeper onto my cock.

‘Jesus, Alex,’ she hissed in my ear.

‘That good, princess?’ I asked as I nuzzled her neck.

‘Yes,’ she groaned. ‘So good.’

‘You feel how deep I am inside you, Alana?’

‘Uh-huh.’

‘I can’t get any further in you, but it’s still not enough. It’s never enough.’

‘Alex.’

I told her how much I’d missed her – how much I needed her. But, like I usually did, I said it all in Spanish.

I rolled her hips over mine and had to slow down so I wouldn’t blow my load in her too soon. She was so hot and wet and tight, I lost my mind when I was buried inside her.

Then she started squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles as she came hard. I couldn’t hold on any longer, and I wrapped my hands over her shoulders, pushing her down onto me as I pumped out my own release.

I closed my eyes and pressed her tighter to me and she rested her head on my chest.

‘That was incredible,’ she panted. ‘But I’m almost scared to stand up.’

I planted a kiss against the top of her head. ‘Don’t move. I’ll take us for a shower.’ I stood up, with her legs around my waist and my cock still inside her and I walked us to the bathroom.

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