Page 30 of A Wise Prince

“But—”

His finger presses against my lips, silencing me. He leans down and runs his tongue over my upper lip and then my lower lip. I sigh against his gentle touch. We sit like this, kissing for long minutes. I let myself relax into the safety of his embrace. I don’t remember ever feeling so safe, so…understood.

“Stop thinking. Let me make you feel good,” he says to me as he slowly lays me down on the bed and removes my bra. I realize then that I’m fully naked and he’s still clothed. Suddenly, the urge to see this man naked overpowers all my fears and embarrassment.

“Take off your clothes,” I demand. He smirks as he begins to comply. He stands by the bed and peels off his clothing, slowly, piece by piece. It’s like my own private exotic dance show. I watch, mesmerized by the flex of each of his muscles as he moves. He’s…breathtaking…perfect even. I’ve never seen a man like this before with every single muscle so well-toned and sculpted. I wonder how many hours he works out in a day because that type of body isn’t formed naturally, it takes work and probably some good genetics.

I’m ogling his six-pack…really more like an eight-pack when he slowly pulls his pants down his long legs revealing that one, he’s commando and two…holy fucking shit. I’m momentarily transfixed by the body part he’s just revealed to me. My eyes bore into the thick, long column that springs forward from his body. I think that I’m equally excited and horrified at the same time. It’s not the first time I’ve seen a penis, but this penis is…wow.

My eyes must be wide because when I look back up at his face, he’s smirking. He grips the base of his cock and my lady parts respond immediately. Fuck, he is sex personified. I can see why women fall at his feet. He’s the most perfectly sculpted man that I have ever seen.

“Like what you see?” he asks. I roll my eyes at his cockiness.

“It’ll do,” I reply, trying to sound underwhelmed.

He laughs and crawls up over me on the bed, leaning in to swipe his tongue along my jaw. I tremble under his touch. “It’s about to do you,” he says, his voice low and gravelly.

I become lost in his touch as his lips suck and nip at each body part that they come in contact with on their way down my body. He spends minutes on my breasts, lavishing my nipples with his wicked tongue and teeth. The dampness and aching between my legs start to become unbearable. I squirm beneath him.

“I got you,” he murmurs as his lips make a trail down my belly. He places one knee and then another between my legs and slowly pushes them open, exposing my most intimate flesh to him. The heat crawls up my face again. No man has ever seen that. Jared just stuck his cock down there and that was it. I close my eyes as mortification sets in. I haven’t even shaved.

Suddenly, I feel his fingers there, separating my folds and circling my entrance.

“Fuck, sweetheart, your pussy looks delectable,” he whispers as he leans down and runs his tongue over it. I practically fly off the bed from the intensity of the feeling from his hot, wet tongue on my clit and his fingers slowly opening my entrance. My hands fly to his head of their own volition. And just like that, I don’t care what I look like anymore, I just need him there. I need…my thoughts scatter as my body begins to quake with an orgasm as he slides a finger inside me and sucks on my clit. His finger finds that spot inside me that I thought was only a farce…my G-spot does exist. And that’s my last thought as I detonate around his finger, crying out his name as I come.

August

Her tight inner walls clamp down on my finger, spasming around it, and I nearly come just from that. My mind is singularly focused on replacing that digit with a much more needy appendage. I need my dick in her and I need it in her now. I slowly suck her through her orgasm until her body is relaxed and languid on my bed. Her taste…she’s honey and vanilla and the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had. I lap up the rest of her release and slowly trail my wet lips up her body. I kiss her, as she comes back to life, allowing her to taste her release on my tongue. She moans against my mouth.

I pull my wet fingers from her channel and suck them into my mouth. Her hooded eyes watch.

I’m surprised when she boldly reaches out and wraps a small hand around my cock. I groan. “Careful, sweetheart, or I won’t last,” I say hoarsely as I reach over to grab a condom from my bedside table. Yeah, since I’m a fucking male whore, I keep a box there. It’s sadly been weeks since I’ve gotten any pussy though, so my poor cock is feeling super needy.

I make quick work of the condom and line up with her entrance. There are a million ways I want to take her, but I’m going to start out this way first. I want to watch her face as she climaxes.

I rub my covered cock up and down her wet pussy until the head easily slides inside her. She pushes her hips against me, and I know she’s ready. I also know I need to go slow. She’s not like the women I normally have. I would place money that Jared was her only fuck. It makes me want to go above and beyond tonight, to replace every memory of sex she has with me and only me, to make her mine. I pause at that thought.

“Is everything OK?” she asks me, I look down at her as I slowly start working my cock inside her, back and forth in short measured movements.

“Perfect,” I groan, ignoring my possessive thoughts of her that have my mind whirling. Focus, fuckhead, I think to myself as I finally fully seat my dick inside the tightest, wettest, hottest pussy that I’ve ever had. I have to stop for a moment to keep myself from coming too soon.

“Shit, you feel so fucking good,” I say through clenched teeth.

She squirms against me, and it urges me into motion. I slide my cock out, her walls gripping me tightly as I move, and then I slam back into her. Her hands grip my upper arms tightly. When I feel her fluttering around my cock, I know she wants more, so being the Prince Charming that I am, I oblige.

It takes her a few moments to match my pace as we thrust against each other, but then…Nirvana. I reach between us and circle her clit with my thumb as my hips jackhammer at a rapid pace.

“Oh god!” she screams.

“That’s right, baby, I’m your motherfucking god,” I call out as I try to keep the fast pace going. I feel the sweat on my forehead begin to run down the sides of my face.

“August!” she screams as she detonates around my cock, and it’s everything I dreamed it would be. Her inner walls undulate and clamp down on me so tightly I can barely keep thrusting. But I’m not one to shy away from a challenge. I manage to plunge into her over and over as she writhes beneath me, crying out incoherent words as her whole body shakes with pleasure. I can feel the whoosh of her wetness as her orgasm peaks, and her cream drips down my balls.

And that’s all it takes. I’m coming so hard; I see white stars beneath my eyelids. My muscles tense and I slam into her, burying my cock all the way into her wetness as I growl out her name.

I thrust a few more uneven times as my dick jerks inside her, her walls are still spasming around me as I still.

“That was fucking amazing,” I say against her throat as I kiss it.

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