Page 50 of Queen Rose

“Right. Okay.” Grasping the waistband of my boxer briefs, she tugs them down, then helps me step out of them as she drops to her knees. The way she’s eyeing my cock, I wonder what I’m in for. As I watch her teeth sink into her plump lip, I groan, throwing my head back. It snaps forward not a second later when she takes my balls in her hand, gently massaging them in her palm. I want her mouth on me so badly I could cry. And then, like something out of my wildest fantasies, she takes the base of my erection in her other hand and closes her lips around me.

I bite down on my lip to stifle a loud moan. She hasn’t stopped playing with my balls and her tongue is everywhere, flicking over me in ways that have my thighs tensing while I desperately try to maintain control. The way she swirls her tongue around the crown of my cock before she slides me all the way to the back of her throat has blood roaring in my head. I swear, if I remember nothing else in this life, I want to remember the way Aria looks with her beautiful mouth full of my cock. “Fuck, baby. Fuck. You’re so damn good at that,” I choke out. She grins, taking me deep again, her tongue doing wicked things as she slides it along the underside of my dick. I realize I’m approaching the point of no return. It feels too good being inside her warm, wet mouth. Jesus, the suction is incredible. And her fucking red lips. Fire sizzles down my spine. I manage to grunt, “I’m gonna come.”

She smirks a little, and keeps right on going, gripping both of my thighs now and clawing her nails into them. Looking down at my princess on her knees for me, I slide my hand under her chin, holding her jaw as she continues to take me deep into her mouth, sucking me like she’s the queen she is. She’s fucking perfect. And she’s all mine.

My jaw slackens, and my entire body stills then jerks and shudders as one spurt of cum after another shoots into her mouth.

With the placement of my hand, I can feel her swallow it down. “Fuck that’s hot,” I rasp, feeling like I’m seconds from blacking out. I’m weak for this girl.

She eases back, releasing me from her mouth, and immediately brings her thumb up to swipe up the cum that had leaked from the corner of her mouth. From under her lashes, she looks up at me as she puts her thumb in her mouth and sucks it clean.

I’m shaky and trying to remember how to breathe, but I want nothing more in this world at this moment than to kiss her. Hooking my hands under her arms, I put her on her feet and, without sparing a second, my mouth crashes down on hers. I slide my tongue into her mouth, curling with hers, tasting myself on her. And that makes me hot all over again.

I tug the hem of her shirt up over her breasts, and she wriggles herself the rest of the way out of it. As I keep kissing her, she unclasps her bra, sending it to the floor. I draw her body tightly to mine, relishing in the feel of her fucking fantastic tits smashed against my chest. On a groan, I back her up to the bed, laying her down with her ass on the very edge.

She gasps out, “What are you doing?”

“Returning the favor, princess.” I peel off her leggings and slide her pretty teal panties down her velvety-smooth legs.

Her eyes get big, and she nods, sitting up enough to grasp the back of my neck and pull me to her for another kiss. I lick her cherry-red lip before I suck it into my mouth. She whimpers in response, tugging me closer. I want to kiss her more than I want to take my next breath. So I do, exploring her mouth with my tongue, letting passion overtake us.

I shift downward to press my open mouth to her neck, savoring her skin like she’s a piece of the sweetest candy. She tastes like heaven. She’s every beautiful dream I’ve ever had. I could so easily lose myself in her.

My lips coast farther down. I suck on each nipple until she’s squirming under me. Trailing kisses down her belly, I sink to my knees at the side of the bed between her open legs.

As I’m kissing along her inner thighs, my hand skims up, fingertips grazing the soft skin of her belly before moving upward to run my hand over her breast. Her heart beats insanely fast, and when I glance up, it hits me that something’s not right. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and she’s clutching at the sheets.

“N-not here. Not here, Nate,” she gasps out.

“What’s wrong?” I squeeze one of her thighs to make her look at me.

She shakes her head, sitting up. With a deep breath, she seems to collect herself. “I-I’ve never— You know, in the shower.” Biting her lip, she shrugs. “I thought maybe…”

I furrow my brow. “Sure. If that’s what you want.” And I do think that’s exactly what she wants, but what I’m unsure of is why.

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