Page 121 of Prince Charming

Deep wasn’t deep enough for him. He wanted to leave his imprint behind, so she had to keep him.

Starting to move, he watched her tiny tits bouncing, her eyes glazed and her stomach muscles flexing. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight before.

The tightest pussy was full of his dick, as though Tag had been offered a last hour reprieve into heaven.

Once he got going, there was no stopping him.

Not after the first pussy squeeze around his cock.

He railed her like a dog in heat. Impaling her over and over. The chair was the perfect height to get in deep.

A mewling sound emitted from her parted lips after each impact. Fingers clawed into his hair, spiking his already too high arousal.

Goddamn right there.

“Such ahungrypussy you’ve been keeping warm for me.” He met her lips, prying them open, tasting her shy tongue with slow strikes.

“Look at me, darlin’.” He rasped, “let me see you flying.”

He watched her in awe. Even when his own muscles protested, and his balls begged for release. He watched her gray eyes turn sightless when she found the pleasure and let it go on him.

He’d hit the jackpot with Marianna.

He loved sex, was damn good at it. She’d just unlocked a new level for him, and he was floating along with her as he came as hard as he ever had.

There was still a long way to go before he could lock this thing down with her.

He kissed her slow and languid, making his woman purr.

Tag knew how to fight when it counted.

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“I’m not watching a chick flick, darlin’.” He griped the next day.

“You have to.” She replied, all but imploring with her witchy eyes teasing his cock into a half-hard state.

It made Tag weak to give in.

“Why is that?”

“Because it is how I learn English. My books and movies help me learn unfamiliar words and phrases.”

Tag groaned. The moment he saw the look of joy on her face, he knew he was sunk. He was gonna sit his ass down and watch whatever mushy shit she loved to watch just so she could learn to her hearts content.

Fuck him in his scarred face.

He sighed until his chest filled with air. She was biting back a grin. And he loved that too. This new joy of hers was an addiction because he knew he was her dealer.

He was always gonna give in, wasn’t he?

“Fine, but the next movie choice is mine.”

“Nyet. For every four romantic comedies we watch together, you may choose one action movie. Deal?”

That little con artist.

She was grinning, and Tag wanted to lick her stupid.

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