Page 48 of Mercenary Princess

She stretched them as far apart as she could. Her hips were barely off the lounge now, but his hot chest still blanketed her. His hips ground against her ass, the sensations making her bite her lip. His hands went to hers, threading their fingers together as he pushed them above her head. His hips forced her down as he thrust deeper and deeper until she lost all sense of time and space.

“Feel how you make my cock throb. Feel your pussy stretch to take it all.”

“Yes.”

“Tighten your pussy. Show me how bad you want to come.” His demands were getting more guttural.

She groaned, clenching around him as her toes curled. That was all it took to send her over. She sobbed as she gripped his fingers in her own, trying to slam back as she came. When he shouted his own release, she wished nothing separated them. She wanted it all. Wanted to know what it felt like to have his hard cock deep inside. Would she feel the warmth pumping her full before slipping free of her body?

Jesus.

His hands released hers as she panted for breath. Her legs had given out at some point, but it wasn’t because of his weight. It was because she’d gone completely boneless.

As her eyes started to close, she felt a kiss on her shoulder. The spot tingled even after he moved from her, and she found that she loved that reminder.

She was far too limp to move any more than necessary, so she stayed there.

This is bliss, she thought. This is what I desperately needed tonight. If only she could keep this feeling. But she knew better than to hope for more.

She heard a door shut and glanced up to see it wasn’t the entrance door. A bathroom? The sound of running water confirmed that assumption.

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