Player's Princess (A Royal Sports Romance)(92)

I roll my hips and rub my cock against her stomach.

She shivers.

"Go down on me. Eat my *. Please."

"That's better."

I lie on her and hold her down with my weight, moving slowly, licking along her collarbone. I can't wait to taste her breasts, to feel her nipples stiffen in my lips. I grasp her upper arms in my hands so she can't wriggle loose, and try to push my head down between her legs. I'll do it when I'm good and ready, and when she's good and ready.

She mumbles a soft plea, and I take my time anyway. Ana spreads her legs as I slide down her body, and my mouth finds the soft curves of her breasts, avoiding her nipples. They tighten with need, nice and hard, like she's aching for me.

God, I want to bury my face in her mound as much as she wants it. I let go of her arms and she immediately tries to push me down, both palms on my head, but I'm too strong for her. I can feel the hot flush in her stomach, the excitement as I grow closer. She gasps and writhes when I finally suck her nipples, cupping her breasts together in my hands while I explore her skin with my tongue.

At last I relent and kiss down her stomach. When I reach her sex, she throws her legs open wide and spreads out on the bed, a contented and excited look on her gorgeous face as her stomach tightens and her mound rises to meet me. The soft, honey-colored hair on her mound tickles my chin before I taste her.

She whimpers and coils up, her legs snapping around me as I push my tongue into her body. She's already so hot that I can feel how close she is to the edge, so I go slowly, moving my tongue in long, hard strokes, pressing at her entrance, avoiding her throbbing clit. When I touch it just a little with the tip of my tongue, she jerks so hard it shakes the bed, and her heels dig into the mattress.

"Fuck me instead. Fuck me right now."

"No, not yet."

I very, very gradually work my finger inside her as I stroke her lips with my tongue and lightly tease her clit, feeling her clench around me. I stroke her inside and out, reading her movements and gasps, driving her until she starts to pant, gasping for breath. She clutches herself, arms locked around her body as her thighs press on my head. I lift her a little from the bed and bury my face in her sex, holding her up with both hands on her ass as I grind my tongue on her.

She jerks explosively and starts to coil up.

I surge up through her legs and over her, pin her down, and thrust inside her in a single motion. Her eyes almost roll back in her head, her jaw half-open and quivering with ecstasy.

It feels so f*cking good I can barely stand it. I feel like I'm melting into her as she locks her legs around my hips and digs her nails into my back. The trickle I feel might be sweat or it might be blood. She pulls herself against me and I pin her into the mattress, our chests sliding against each other as we pant for breath, the air from her mouth tickling my nose until I kiss her.

Ana pulses and throbs all around me. I keep my cock shoved in her to the root, feel her quivering, hot walls grip me. She lets out an agonized squeak of pleasure as I start to thrust, reaching deeper and deeper inside her. I go slowly at first, and pull back from her ravenous kisses to watch her face twist and strain with raw pleasure. God, she's so f*cking sexy.

"Come for me," I order her. "Come for me now, Ana."

"Faster, please," she pleads. "Please, faster!"

Instinct takes over. I grow wild, thrashing into her, and she writhes and scratches and nips at my shoulders, the smoldering look of raw lust in her eyes driving me on and on until I don't even think about holding back. I f*ck her until I explode and keep going, my cock still painfully hard, each thrust an agony of pleasure as she tightens and tightens and tightens around me, her * gripping me as she arches against me and cries out, her whole body shaking as she turns red as a beet and squirms and whimpers and cries out again.

I f*ck her until we both go limp on the bed. I roll off her and let her breathe. She's so hot, literally radiating heat. I gather her in my arms and pull her back to my chest, and hold her until she stops shaking.

Her eyes grow lidded. She wiggles her butt and feels that I'm still hard, turns around, and takes me in her grip. Using both hands, she strokes me until I shudder and explode all over her stomach.

"That's two for one, not fair. I need to make you come again."

She giggles. "No, it's two for three. I think. I lost count."

"Oh."

Her giggles turn into a gale of laughter. "I'm all sticky now."

"Let's clean you up."

I yank the door open and yell, "Stay out of the f*cking hallway," then grab Ana and scoop her up in my arms and carry her across into the bathroom. I lock us in and turn the shower all the way up.

Once steam begins to fill the room, I pull her inside the shower and yank the curtain shut. She ducks under the hot water and smiles, eyes closed, soaking it in. I grab a bar of soap and start lathering her up, savoring the feeling of her wet skin under my hands.

There is some soaping, but it's more groping. She does the same for me. The soap drops onto the shower floor with a dull thud and my lips find hers, and we end up twisting around under the water, kissing and touching and squeezing. I try to get warm and give up when she starts shivering from the cold and pull her under the stream until the water gets cold too.

I throw a towel around my waist and grab one of the huge bath blankets and throw it around her, bundling her up in it like a big terrycloth burrito. Then I carry her back to my bed.