Did he want me to beg? Who makes a princess beg?
"Ian, please…let me kiss you." I gave in as I still struggled to kiss him.
"Patience," he said. "What was that about not being a spoiled princess?"
"I'm not spoiled," I insisted. "Fine, take off the belt and let me kiss you properly."
"That sounds like spoiled to me…" he said. I could visualize him smirking. "How about a deal? If you manage to hold back your voice, I'll give you what you want."
"Easy," I scoffed.
"Good girl," he praised.
He held my waist and pulled me out a little. He sat by my side and his hand started to toy with my panties.
This feels, oddly familiar.
His fingers…maybe it was a twin thing but they felt exactly like Ethan's did. Then he started to move faster. I bit my lip.
"Ah, biting your lips don't count," he said as he stopped touching me.
"Fine…"
"Let's go again," he offered and continued.
It felt good. Very good. I struggled to keep a straight face.
Just a few more seconds.
He quickly moved my panties aside and touched my pussy directly, while biting my neck at the same time. It came as a shock. I let a moan slip out, right before the timer even rang.
"So close," he said wickedly.
"That's not fair!" I whined as I tried to catch my breath. "You cheated."
"All I told you to do was be silent; it wasn't my fault you failed," he explained, then got up. "Time for your punishment."
I heard the sound of his zipper, and my heart started to pound. As if purely by instinct, my mouth opened eager to receive his length. He kissed me.
Aaaaasaaargh!
The fact I couldn't see was making the whole thing worse. When I expected one thing, I got another in return. Despite my internal complaints. I didn't hate it one bit. As his tongue invaded the privacy of my mouth, I let my mind sink in response. It felt better than when I was with Ethan. He stopped the kiss, and I was left gasping for air. He held my panties and pulled them down, leaving my privates laying bare.
"Spread your legs for me, your highness," he commanded.
Humiliating…the fact that I easily obeyed and spread my legs for him made me die inside.
"Why are you grinning?" he asked. "I honestly expected a frown."
Me smiling?
He wasn't lying…everything he did only helped in exciting me. His fingers greeted my pussy. I was already soaked. He didn't have to move his fingers fast enough to make my wetness audible.
"Fuck…" I groaned as he continued his relentless attack.
I let him have his way with me until he stopped.
What next?