Page 21 of Heartbreaker
“Oh please…” I groan impatiently. “Please, Royal…”
“This is just a warm-up, beautiful.”
He pulls out his fingers and slowly stands up, his body moving along mine. I want to protest, but he doesn’t give me time to.
“Open your mouth.”
When I do, he slips in the fingers he’d just pulled out of me.
“Lick them clean.”
I close my lips around them and do exactly as he commands.
“So pretty when you suck like that…it would be even prettier if that was my cock, but right now, I have something else in mind.” I hear the rustle of clothing, feel him step out of his pants. The crinkle of plastic as he tears open the condom.
Holy guacamole, this is really happening.
Then he’s between my legs, thick and hard against my entrance, pushing inside.
He’s bigger than I’m used to, but I love how it feels as he spreads me open. Just when I think he has to be all the way in, he pushes in another inch, and it’s excruciatingly erotic.
“I knew you’d be a good girl,” he murmurs, pressing his body tight against mine. “You like my cock inside of you?”
“Yes…so much.”
I feel a hand at the middle of my back and realize that my bra is still on.
Well, itwas.
Because he’s just flung it across the room.
He pulls out to the tip and then thrusts up deep.
“Oh, God.” I whimper because it’s taking some adjustment to stretch out enough to accommodate his girth. And length.
Jesus, he’s huge.
“Relax,” he whispers, pressing soft kisses on the side of my neck. “Just keep your hands on the wall and let me show you how good it can be. I promise, you’ll be begging me for more before this is over.”
I moan at the contrasting sensations of being practically impaled on his dick while the flutter of his lips on the skin of my neck is the tenderest of caresses.
He glides in and out slowly now, and I feel every inch pulsing through me.
It’s still a little uncomfortable, but pleasure is rapidly overtaking everything else.
“Royal, I need?—”
“All you need to do is stand there and take it,” he rumbles.
He uses his teeth to graze the skin of my shoulder, and I shudder at how much I like the roughness. It’s new to me, but my knees wobble with the ferocity of what’s happening to my body. I want to move but it’s truly impossible in this position, and he’s driving into me now with deep, measured thrusts that steal my breath each time he bottoms out.
“Royal, please!”
“Told you you’d beg.” He picks up speed and my vagina clenches in anticipation of what’s coming.
“That’s it—squeeze my cock with that pretty pink cunt.”
My head falls back. “Oh, God.”
