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“I don’t know,” she said.
“I want you to try.”
Alexandra moaned louder and I felt her tighten again. She was working on another orgasm. I wasn’t going to last forever—not like this—so I hoped it was soon. I hadn’t been inside a woman in half a year. It felt glorious. She was magnificent with her face flushed and her hair bouncing. The more her tits jiggled, the harder it was to last.
“Rick, oh God,” she growled.
“Don’t stop. I want you to cum,” I said. “Cum for me, Alexandra.”
“I’m… I’m…” she screamed out a line of unintelligible syllables.
“Good girl,” I said. “Good girl, Alexandra. Was that what you needed?”
She nodded—panting and unable to speak. Her face was red, and her fists clenched—my shirt balled up into them. Alexandra came back down, but I gave her the sort of high she needed. Maybe it wasn’t romantic, perfectly-planned sex, but she was right. It would do.
I came, unable to fight it a moment longer, grabbing her hips and thrusting deep inside. It was ecstasy. I was left panting, lying there, my back feeling partially functional still. Alexandra smiled from above, looking self-satisfied. She leaned to give me a long, sexy kiss.
I smacked her ass. “You’re honestly far too good at that given your level of experience.”
She bit her lip. “It was good?”
“Well done! We’ll further adulterate you later. For now, we have a car waiting.”
She rolled onto her side. I handed her the boxers I’d been wearing.
“What? Why?” She asked.
I fumbled through a drawer to find a clean pair. “You’re going to want to clean up, baby. What goes in must come out.”
She tested my theory, making a face.
“You might also want to run to the toilet,” I said. “I think it’s supposed to be a good idea.”
I realised I was Alexandra’s only source of sexual education, which was troubling. Yes, I was good at sex, but I had no business teaching a woman everything there was to know. Her mother should have been a source of preliminary knowledge and her friends would have supplemented it as she grew. However, she hadn’t been allowed friends and her mother passed when she was very young. The poor thing was still learning.
Thankfully, what she lacked in education, she made up for in energy and willingness. We had plenty of sexual chemistry. I was relieved. I wanted her again—and soon.
“See, you didn’t regret it,” she returned from the bathroom. “I told you it would be fine.”
“I guess we have a lot more time for drawn-out, romantic fucking.”
“Is fucking the right word?”
I laughed. “For what you did to me? Yes. Lex, that was good fucking. Proper fucking.”
She blushed.
“Don’t be ashamed, Lex. That was good. You are fabulous in bed. You’re fun and loud. Own that shit. Enjoy it. It gets me off to see you get off.”
Alexandra smiled. “Okay.”
“Now, we are very late for lunch,” I took her hand.
We grabbed our coats, finally departing. Still giddy, we climbed into the waiting car.
“Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness,” the driver said as he settled back into his seat.
“Thank you for waiting,” Alexandra said. “I guess we let time get away from us.”
