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And despite my bravado, the man might actually be too big. I bite back a wince, but he sees it.
“Do I need to back out?”
I will die if this man doesn’t finish inside me. Absolutely die.
“No,” I say sharply, then soften my voice. “Please, don’t back out. I can do this,” I whisper. You know what I need.”
His eyes turn to liquid silver, his pupils blown out with arousal. He knows.
He swats my hand away from my breast while reaching between our bodies. Sigurd’s thick, rough thumb meets my clit and rubs.
Ten minutes ago, I was climbing out of my skin in my aftershocks from his mouth down there; now, it’s a new arousal tightening and coiling around that overheated, overstimulated spot.
“Yes…yes!”
I slide down another inch, unable to keep the tension out of my face in response to the delicious sting as he stretches me.
“You can do this, good girl. Daddy’s gonna take such good care of you.”
And that’s all it takes for me to leak all over him. His sensuous touches and sweet words turn me into jelly, and I am on him. I am all over him. My body swallows him whole from root to tip.
Sigurd roars through his teeth.
“Yes…fuck yes…you take it so good, baby girl.”
He feels so right inside me I almost cry. But let’s not ruin the moment with emotions. “You’re so big, my prince. So big and hard and…unghh.” I grunt as I begin to rock my hips forward, riding him.
“That’s it. You take it and ride it.”
I’ll do more than that. I’ll squeeze it and ride it until he blacks out. The Wild Prince won’t remember anyone else after that.
I know I won’t be satisfied by anyone or anything after this ride.
I bear down on him, and the more his eyes roll back, the wetter I become.
“Am I doing a good job for you, Your Highness?”
He growls and abruptly adjusts his hands so they cage my hips. “Faster,” he heaves.
A subtle sheen of sweat beads on his forehead. “Yes, sir,” I say, feeling his cock kick inside me at my words.
The reaction is so gratifying I almost come right then and there, but I hold my shit together and just work him with my body.
As I roll forward and back, I let his digging fingers guide my speed. My clit enjoys the friction, too, and I can feel the coiled heat stretching, stretching until the near-breaking point.
I pump and squeeze with every movement, milking him as thoroughly as possible.
Finally, when we’re both covered with sweat and gasping for breath, the Wild Prince explodes inside me, filling me with his release.
“Stasi! Fuck!” Sigurd shouts. “Yes, Stasi.”
Every explosive word seems to be punctuated with a hot jet of cum. He splashes into me in hot bursts, filling me so completely that it leaks out again, our combined arousal making a mess on the bed.
And still, I roll and thrust, not letting up. His orgasm recedes slowly, leaving him shuddering, watching me with dark-eyed fascination as I continue to ride, letting the friction build my pleasure bit by aching bit.
“That’s it, baby. Get yourself off on me. I love watching you come, Stasi.”
There’s that L word.
