Page 32 of The Prince's Game
“And a woman could fall in love with your mouth.” I bowed off the bed as he swirled his tongue around my sensitive peak. If he didn’t bring me to orgasm tonight, we were going to exchange words. My underwear was soaked through to my shorts. I grabbed his ass, squeezed, and moved my hand to the front to undo his belt buckle. Those intense eyes met mine as he took my nipple between his teeth. The image nearly undid me. My thighs clamped tight around his leg. Ineededmore friction, and the jeans had to go.
After unfastening his belt, I popped the button on his pants and slid the zipper down to reveal his navy blue boxer briefs. A sharp jerk on the fabric told him in no uncertain terms what I wanted. I was in tiny shorts; it was time he joined me. He took his time, licking my breast and suckling the other before lifting enough for me to pull down his jeans. I used my feet to push them off all the way and trembled when his bare thigh met my hot center.
“Mmm, I like the way that feels,” he murmured, his lips returning to my neck. I rubbed against him, creating the friction I craved. His hands went to my hips to slow the movement and prolong the sensual torture. It set my veins on fire. I ran my nails down his back to the waistband of his boxers and trailed it around to the front. With his mouth on my neck and his thigh lodged between my legs, it left a gap between his lower abdomen and mine. I palmed his thick cock through the thin fabric and loved the hiss he unleashed against my skin.
“Impressive.” I stroked him through the blue cotton. All those delicious muscles along his abdomen tensed with his resulting shudder. I repeated the action and smiled when he pulled away from my neck. His irises reminded me of hot fudge.Yum.
“You’re making me really regret that condom.” The deep growl in his voice went straight to my throbbing heat. I wanted to hear him say my name in that tone. I was turned on enough that it would probably make me come.
He was up on his elbow again, making it easy for me to pull down his boxers. I went slow in case he wanted me to stop, but he didn’t move. His member sprung free and landed on my lower abdomen. The bead of liquid on the tip had me licking my lips.Oh, we would definitely be getting creative.
“That look in your eyes . . .” He trailed off on a low hiss as I grasped him again. He was hot and heavy and so smooth against my palm. I marveled at his size.Impressivewas an understatement. I pushed him onto his back, something that took little effort with my hand wrapped around his cock. He was at my mercy as my lips went to his neck and lower.
Fingers twined in my hair, encouraging me to continue my exploration of his body. I traced the defined lines of his abdomen with my tongue, loving the way they rippled beneath my touch. He was lost to my seductive will, those hypnotic eyes watching as I marked a direct path to his groin. When I hit the base of his shaft, he looked torn between taking over control and letting me continue my exploration. Not willing to give him back the reins yet, I licked him from base to head and took him into my mouth. His groan went straight to my core. It was pure masculine pleasure, and it set my pace.
The taste of him hit the back of my throat, and I loved it.Sweet, salty, and all male.I worked my mouth lower and cupped his heavy sack with my hand to add to the sensation. His pupils dilated with each suck and pull, his hand tightening in my hair. I owned him in this moment. His body undulated beneath me as I undid him with my lips running up and down his thick arousal. I swirled my tongue around the head before taking him deep.
“Keep doing that and I’ll come.” A warning and a promise tied up in that growly voice I was starting to love. I repeated the action, my way of telling him that what I wanted was for him to come. “Fuck.”
His fingers had a death grip on my hair, his forearms straining, as he gave in to the sensations and thrust into my mouth. He hit the back of my throat with each move. I encouraged him to continue, sucking hard while fondling his tightening balls. Wrapping my free hand around the base of his shaft tilted him over the edge. His seed shot into my mouth in hot spurts, spilling over my tongue and down my throat. I wasn’t one for swallowing, but his taste was addictive. The way he repeated my name as he came had me sucking him dry, devouring every last drop. I had to squeeze my legs together to keep from coming myself.Jesus. This attraction between us was borderline lethal.
He shook as I released him from my mouth. The hand in my hair didn’t loosen, his muscles too tense. I started to crawl up the bed to lie beside him, when he flipped me onto my back and took my mouth with a fierceness that left me breathless. My shorts disappeared with my panties as his tongue dominated mine. He was taking back control.Fine by me.
“My turn.” He nipped my lower lip before moving to my breasts and lower. His tongue licked a similar path along my abdomen but took a detour to my hip. He traced the crease along the top of my thigh. The stubble from his five o’clock shadow scattered goosebumps down my legs.
“I approve,” he whispered, noting my Brazilian wax. I kept minimal hair down there as a personal preference, but it was also a benefit forthis. His tongue parted my folds, licking me up to my clit and down to spear me deep. My body trembled with unveiled need, already on the verge of climax from that thorough touch alone.
I wanted to prolong the sensation, experience everything his mouth had to offer, but I knew I wouldn’t last that long. I told him as much, evoking a smile against my inner thigh.
“Then it’s a good thing women can have multiple orgasms.” I was convinced from experience that it was a myth, but I was more than willing to let him try. “I’ll take the edge off so we can begin properly.” He took my sensitive bud in his mouth and suckled, sending me into a climax that touched every nerve. I screamed his name, not caring at all who might hear me. My hands were in his hair, holding him between my legs, as I recovered with a few lasting shudders.
“Feel better?” he asked against my damp flesh.
“Yes.”An understatement. I felt lighter than air.
“Good. Then I’ll get started.” He gave another long lick before thrusting his tongue deep inside. I arched into him, unable to handle the sensual onslaught. He placed a hand on my lower abdomen, forcing me back to the bed as his other hand joined his mouth. One finger entered me, making me feel fuller than I should be.
“Evan . . .” It was part plea, part surprise as the bundle of nerves started tightening again in my lower abdomen. It was too soon. My body wasn’t ready. I was still shaking from my last orgasm, but another was building under his tongue. He licked around my tender nub, careful not to touch me there. The brief passes left me aching for him and tightened my nipples.This cannot be happening. He added a second finger, eliciting a deep moan from my throat. Heat spread from my core to my limbs and cheeks. I tightened my hold in his hair, unable to articulate how he was making me feel.
“You taste amazing, Sarah.” He closed his lips over my clit. Rather than it being too much, it was exactly what I needed, pushing me closer to the edge. He tongued the sensitive flesh with a skill few men possessed. I was in sensual heaven, but it was the look in his eyes that sent me spiraling into a second orgasm. They were so penetrating and aroused that I had no choice but to fall apart. He was enjoying this almost as much as I was.
The explosion was so intense I couldn’t scream his name. I was aflame with sensation, my body stilling under the impact.Thiswas the myth, and dear God, was it worth the wait. It went on and on, locking my limbs and stopping my heart. Pleasure vibrated through every pore, spilling out of me in waves that took over my very being. By the time it subsided, I was so exhausted I couldn’t move. I lay beneath him as he kissed his way up my body. My self-gratification was thick on his tongue as he took my mouth in a gentle mating, his palm on my cheek.
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Marriage Complex
“I don’t want to move,” he murmured against my lips. “I might stay here all night, just like this.”
“After that? You can do whatever you want.”
His chuckle vibrated my chest. “I’m glad you approve.”
“I more than approve. Consider that our new negotiation level.”
His dimples flashed. “I guess I’m bringing condoms next time.”
“I don’t know. I enjoyed our creativity tonight and wouldn’t mind repeating it.”Over and over and over again.
