Royal Prick (A Stepbrother Romance #2)(69)

“I’m so hot…” Her cries of pleasure did nothing to elevate the stiffness of my cock. Forcing myself to slow, and not flip her over and f*ck her like a crazed maniac, I focused my attention back onto her clit, my tongue flicking over the tight little bud. She was going to come all over my face, whether she wanted to or not.

“Next time you touch yourself— and trust me you will— I want you to think about how my tongue felt sliding in and out of you, how your * quivered with every lick over your sensitive clit.” I nipped at the bundle, my teeth grazing against the sensitive nerves.

“I can’t…” The words came out in a moan, and I swallowed them up, ignoring her defeat. She could come, and she would.

“Memorize it, baby. Memorize just how it felt to have my finger thrusting deep inside of you, and how I claimed you as my own with my mouth.” I tweaked her hardened nipple from under her shirt as she arched her back off the mattress, the motion causing her * to grind more firmly into my face.

“Royal,” she panted, her breaths were harsh and I knew she was close to coming undone. I slipped two fingers deep inside of her, curling them to make sure I hit just the right spot. Using my other hand, I continued to pinch and tug at her hardened nipples going between the two of them. I worked each nipple between two fingers all while I worked my tongue over her swollen clit.

I was relentless in my assault against her *. Her folds were dripping, which told me she definitely wanted this as much as I did.

Moans of pleasure fell from her plump lips, ones that I wanted to do nothing but eat up. I wanted to devour her. She continued to buck against me, as if she couldn’t get enough of my touch. As if she needed that connection to finish the race. Her fingers dug into my scalp, her nails raking over my skin as I sucked her juices into my mouth.

“Give it to me, Noelle,” I ordered with a stern tone. I couldn’t handle the feelings that were rushing through me.

“By the time I get done with you, you’ll feel me against every part of your body. The soreness between your thighs will be from me, the butterflies in your belly as you think about the way I unraveled you will also be mine. I own your body as much as you own mine… Do you understand that, Noelle?” My breath fanned against her folds as I stared at her * in all its glory. I was punishing her, going between fingering her and eating her out.

“More, Royal. More. I neeeedddd...” she begged, and it did nothing but made me want to give her that release that she was begging for.

“What do you need, princess? Do you want my cock? My lips against your clit? My fingers deep inside of you? Tell me what you need, baby.” I stopped my worship upon her body wanting to see if she would give me an answer.

“I need you everywhere. In me, on me, against me. I just need you. More of you. I need it harder and softer. I need it all.” It felt every word she moaned out as a stroke against my cock. She was bringing me to a climax with nothing but her pleasurable words.

Picking up right where I left off, I slid two fingers into her deeply. An audible gasp filled the air as my grip on her tit grew harsher with each pump in and out of her.

Noelle was going to kill me. I wanted her so much more than I ever thought I would. It was still so hard to believe she wasn’t more experienced with sex given her dirty mouth and the way her body reacted to my touch. It was as if we were made for one another. When I gave she took, and when she gave I took.

“Ahhhh!!!” A low hum erupted from somewhere deep inside of her. Her * gripped my fingers in a tight hold as the tension that had built up started to release from deep inside of her. Her release came out in hard waves, each one hitting me with an intensity that made me scared. I wanted her so f*cking bad, so badly that I would do whatever I could to have her.

“It’s so painful, but it feels so damn good…” she huffed out in a moan as she withered beneath me. She tried to pull her thighs together as if it would relieve the painful waves that were crashing throughout her. I knew it wouldn’t, so I continued to slam my fingers in and out of her, feeling another wave of pleasure building. I took each wave of pleasure and gave it back to her.

“More… More…” I stared in awe at her face as she started to crumble at the hand of my pleasure. She was so beautiful as her brows furrowed and her mouth formed that distinct O shape. Sharp nails sunk into the mattress as she clung to my body with everything that she had. I knew then even if I didn’t admit it out loud to her yet, that I loved her, and that I always would.

She came again, her juices coating my hand. I slowly withdrew my fingers, bringing my them up to my mouth, wanting nothing more than to lick at them greedily. My nostrils caught a whiff of her arousal, which only made me want to cave and give into my own personal vendetta. But I pushed on, knowing that the outcome would be worth it.

I couldn’t stop myself. I needed her to watch me lick her juices off my fingers. I flicked my tongue against the tips of the fingers, and when that wasn’t enough I shoved them in my mouth, wrapping my tongue around them, making sure I got every last drop of her arousal.

Those hazel eyes of hers were heavy with pleasure as she shoved up from where she was laying on my bed and watched me as if she was mesmerized. I pulled a condom from the drawer from the nightstand, ripping the wrapper with my teeth, and then slipping it on over my hard cock.

“I need to be inside of you,” I panted. “I will be as gentle as I can be, and for as long as I can withstand. It’s still going to hurt, though. I need to know that this is what you want?” I needed her to be okay with it. I needed her to want it as much as I did because if I didn’t get inside of her soon I would lose it. Still if she said no, I would turn around and go take the longest cold shower I possibly could.