Page 38 of Reluctantly Royal


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She wiggles against my hand. "I need more."

It hits me that I can't fuck her. Not like this. Not tonight. She's staying with her grandparents upstairs. I'm staying in the house where I used to live with Henry, Cian, and Jonah. It's a really nice house. Big. I’d have my own room. It’s definitely a few steps above a frat house. But... when we’re all there, it does kind of have that feel.

I could whisk her off to New Orleans to the Waldorf Astoria.

But…I want her just barely satisfied. I want her to think about this. I want her to want more.

I slide another finger into her, deep, curling against her G spot.

She gasps my name.

"Fuck, I love hearing my name on your lips.” I kiss her again.

"Do that again. I'll say anything you want," she says against my mouth.

I growl. "I like the sound of that. The idea of making you do whatever I want."

She circles her hips, trying to rub harder against my hand.

"I've got you," I say softly. "I'm gonna give you what you need, sweet girl."

Well, most of what she needs. I'm going to give her an orgasm, but she doesn't get my cock yet.

I thrust my fingers in and out, then press my thumb over her clit.

She's grasping my biceps and circling her hips. She doesn’t have much leverage, but her thighs tighten around me, and she’s grinding against my hand.

I want to spread her out, touch her, lick her, suck on her from head to toe.

Another time.

This is just a taste of what she can have with me.

It's going to kill me to give her this, and walk away, but it will be worth it in the end.

I move my fingers deep again. Damn, I don’t think I can get a third finger in.

"Come on my fingers, Abigail. I want to taste you."

Her thighs tighten. She gasps.

"Play with those pretty nipples," I coach. "Help me make you come."

She reaches up under her shirt, cupping one breast, her thumb moving over her nipple. Then I see her pinch it lightly. I feel her pussy squeeze around my fingers in response.

My cock is angry, pressing against my zipper, protesting being left out of the fun.

I finger fuck her faster, my thumb swirling over her clit.

"Be a good girl and come on my fingers," I tell her. "Let me feel this pretty pussy soak my hand."

Suddenly she gasps, and I feel her pussy clench around my fingers. She comes then with the prettiest little moan.

I like that.

But next time, she will be crying out my name.

I slide my hand from her body, then lift it between us and let her watch as I suck each finger clean.

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