Page 48 of The Prince's Game
“Slower,” he whispered when I flinched. Six months without sex left my lower half unaccustomed to a man of his girth. He more than filled me, stretching me to the point of discomfort. I paused, waiting for my body to adjust. He reached between us, pressing his thumb to my clit and massaging it in sensual circles that instantly rekindled the flame in my lower abdomen. I started to move, working him deeper.
He moved forward so I could wrap my legs around him and take him all the way to the hilt. I buried my head in his neck as I acclimated. His cock was hot inside me and bigger than I anticipated, and I loved every thick inch of him. I lifted a little and pushed him back in, deep and hard.
His body jolted beneath mine, a growl on his lips. “We’ll go at your pace this round, but I call next.”
“Is that how we’re going to play?” I nipped his ear. “What if I want to call all the rounds?”
“Not how this is going to work, sweetheart.” His abs tightened as he pulled back and thrust up hard into me. His thumb was still on my pleasure point, applying varying degrees of pressure. “We can go as gentle as you want, but then I’m taking you fast and hard.”
I liked the sound of that. “Okay.”
Using my legs around his waist, I found a rhythm that heightened the sensations building deep inside. He met my pace, thrusting into me and using his thumb to keep me on the edge of orgasm while he caught up. I grabbed his shoulders, intensifying the tempo as the fire burned hotter within me. His muscles were hard against mine, stroking my senses and spiraling me deeper into the well of desire.
“Come for me, sweetheart.” He applied just the right amount of pressure with his thumb as he thrust deep into me. I exploded around him, warmth flooding my veins as my body shook from the force of it. His name came out on a scream torn from my throat. He buried his head against my shoulder and followed me into heaven with a deep groan. His orgasm was long, hard, and hot inside me.
We came at the same time.That was new. From the way he clung to me, I wondered if it was new for him, too.
I shuddered around him, shocked by the force of our shared pleasure.I’m so screwed.He kissed my neck, moving slowly up my throat to my lips. “Shower or bed, Sarah?”
“I’m not tired.”
His chuckle was hot against my lips. “I wasn’t talking about sleeping, sweetheart.” His cock, still hard, moved inside of me.
“Oh.” Stamina was another one of those myths similar to the one about women having multiple orgasms. Evan proved the latter to be fact. I looked forward to a lesson on the other.Shower or bed? “Gentleman’s choice.”
“Hmm, only one problem with that.”
“What?”
“I don’t plan to be a gentleman.” He stood with my legs still wrapped around his waist and kicked off his jeans. His tongue parted my lips, tangling with mine in a seductive dance that had my body clenching around his until my back hit the mattress. He pulled out of me slowly, dealing with the condom one-handed while kissing me soundly. His mouth left mine to start a path down to the juncture between my thighs.
He wasted no time reacquainting himself with my most sensitive spot. His hand came down my stomach, holding my hips to the bed when I would have bucked against him, and he sucked my vulnerable flesh hard into his mouth. Pleasure erupted through my body, mixing with pain as my body rushed to recover from the last orgasm. I cried out in confused bliss as he penetrated me with his tongue. My hands were in his hair, holding him to me and trying to pull him away at the same time. The assault was too much but felt amazing at the same time.
I shook my head in wonder. “What are you doing to me?”
“Properly fucking you.” A gush of wet heat flooded my thighs at the hot words spoken directly against my swollen nub. I squirmed beneath him, needing more and less of what he was doing. His palm against my belly was the only thing keeping me still.
“Shouldn’t your cock be involved in the fucking part?” It came out breathy, almost like a plea. I felt empty without him, something that should have bothered me but didn’t. I wanted him too much to look into emotions right now.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” Another deep lick. “My cock will be plenty involved.” His words vibrated my damp center, making me moan.
Another orgasm was coming. I could feel it building in my belly, the embers burning hot and wild, awaiting release. Desire thickened my blood, sending my heart into overdrive. It pulsed all the way down to my clit, which had to be throbbing against his tongue. He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh and went to his knees to open another foil packet. He must have snagged the condoms from his jeans before dropping his pants to the floor.Talented man.
He rolled the condom on slowly, stroking his member twice as he stared hotly at my exposed flesh. I widened my legs in an unspoken invitation to enter. Ineededto feel him inside me again. We had a month left together. Might as well make the most of it.
“You’re stunning, Sarah. Every time I see you, I can’t take my eyes off of you.” He lowered himself over me. “Let me know if this becomes too much.”
“Right now it’s not enough.”
His cock nudged my entrance. “I do love your mouth, Sarah.” He plunged into me, the sudden fullness forcing the air from my lungs. “And I love that sound.”
I clung to his shoulders as he thrust hard and fast, just as he said he would. I couldn’t meet his pace. It overwhelmed my senses and coiled pleasure low in my abdomen. I wrapped my legs around his waist, granting him deeper access. He hit tender points I didn’t know existed, heightening the euphoria growing inside of me and taking me to new levels. I came undone at the seams, holding him tightly as he pushed me over the precipice into ecstasy. I cried out over and over until his lips covered mine.
I was still shaking with aftershocks when his orgasm hit. My name fell from his tongue like an invocation as he shuddered from the impact. He kissed me long and hard, stealing the breath from my lungs. We were both panting when he released me, his lips trailing kisses along my jaw.
“Wow.” Someone had to say it. As it was the foremost thought in my head, I thought it should be me.
“Mmm.” He nuzzled my throat. “I’m not done with you yet, but I need at least thirty minutes to recover and some water.”
