Page 18 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
She’s hot and tight and everything I’d imagined.
Her breasts bounce in my face; her moans fill the room around us as she grips my hair and arches her neck.
I fuck her as if I’m claiming her in some tribal ritual that means what we do tonight cannot be undone.
On some level, I know that’s true.
I’m not sure I can regret it either.
“I’m going to come,” I grunt, “Fuck, tell me you’re close.”
“Yes, fuck yes, Mason.”
Both of us shudder as our bodies climax, and I feel the heat of my seed spurt down my shaft.
Oh crap.
Lexi grasps my hair, looking like a dangerous seductress as she falls apart.
Fucking gorgeous.
I lower her to the ground.
“I forgot a condom.”
“I’m on the pill.”
Thank fuck.
Then something just falls out of my mouth.Something I know I will later come to regret.
“Listen, I know Emily has ended up with her prince, but that’s not what this is.I need you to know that.”
Lexi pulls her dress down, and her eyes snap up to me, fury and hurt blending together as one.
“Fuck you, Mason.There are a lot of princes in this town; don’t flatter yourself.”She shoves at my chest.
Yeah, but not all of them are billionaires.
