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“I should be able to manage that.” I slide a hand into the hair at the nape of her neck, fingers twisting in the satin strands and gripping gently. I tip her head back and brush my lips from the base of her throat to her chin, biting softly before I angle her head to the side and cover her mouth with mine. I groan when she eases her hand inside my boxer briefs and her soft, warm palm encases my erection.
I mirror her actions, skimming a nipple with a fingertip and gliding lower, slipping into her satin and lace panties. I stroke slick, swollen skin and murmur against her lips, “You’re already wet for me.”
“That shouldn’t be a surprise,” Queenie chuckles breathily and whimpers when I circle her entrance.
“Mmm, it was more of an observation than anything.” I ease a single finger inside her, and she moans. I curl forward, finding the spot that makes her grip on my erection tighten and her rhythm falter. When I slip my hand out from between her thighs, she sucks in a breath and breaks the kiss.
“What’re you doing? Don’t stop,” she whines.
It’s my turn to laugh. “Don’t worry, my queen, you’ll get what you want.” My fingers are still twined in her hair. I drag my sex-wet finger across her bottom lip, then suck it between mine. “You taste like you’re ready to come,” I whisper.
“Please, King.” She squeezes my erection.
I brush the tip of my nose against hers and ease my hand back into her panties. “Are you? Ready to come?” This time I push two fingers inside and feel the slight pulse as I brush her clit with my thumb. “I think maybe you are.”
I watch her face as I move my fingers inside her, enthralled by the sweet moans and whimpers that grow louder and lower with every curl and pump. She releases my erection so she can grip both of my shoulders, nails digging in as she rolls her hips. “Please tell me your mouth is next.”
“As soon as you come you can ride my tongue,” I assure her.
Apparently that’s the right thing to say, because she clenches around my fingers, body shaking with her first orgasm. I don’t even let her ride it out. Instead, I yank her panties down her legs—I don’t destroy them, though—and, like the last time we were in my bed, I stretch out and move her to straddle my face so I can bring her to orgasm again with my mouth while she takes me in hers. When she’s come twice more, I lay her out so her head rests on the pillows and kneel between her parted thighs. Her hair is wild and tangled, lips swollen, cheeks flushed. Her eyes are glassy and soft.
I use the head of my erection to tease her wet, swollen sex. “Tell me what you want.” I know what I’d like to happen now, but I want to make sure we’re on the same page.
“More of you.” She stretches out her legs and rests her heels on my shoulders. “All of you.”
I kiss her left ankle and drag the head down, nudging at her entrance. “Do you want me to fill you up?”
She moans and fists the sheets, toes curling. “Please, yes, God.”
I shift her leg so I can reach the nightstand drawer.
“What’re you doing?”
I pause. “I should get a condom?” I don’t know why it comes out as a question. It’s definitely what I should do. It’s the safest, smartest option.
“I get the shot. Every three months. I’m safe.” She bites her lip, uncertain. “You can pull out if you’re worried.”
“I’ll make a mess of you.”
“I don’t mind. We can take a shower together after.” She gives me a coy smile. “You can clean me up after you get me all dirty.”
I laugh and shake my head. “You really are perfect for me, you know that?”
“You’d be perfect for me if you’d stop teasing me and just fuck me already.”
She nudges the back of my neck with her toe, and I let her pull me down on top of her until her knees hit her chest. I adjust her legs so they’re wrapped around my waist and brush my lips along her jaw. Rolling my hips, I slip low again. I don’t push in, though, instead savoring her soft moans and the tremble in her limbs.
“Make me yours.” She drags her fingertips down my cheek. “It’s all I want, just to be yours.”
I curve my palm around the back of her neck and push inside on a low groan that she echoes. She arches, chin tipping back, eyes rolling up, and I shudder at the feel of her clenching around me.
“God, Queenie, are you coming already?”
Her nails dig into my arms and her lids flutter open, her hazy gaze meeting mine. “Is that what you want?”
