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I took her, moved faster, fucked her deeper, I knew she was close, and I could feel it building inside me. I knew I needed to come deep between her legs, needed to fill her up to the brim and make her feel my seed inside. I kept going, slamming into her, then kissed her lips and ground deeper.
“Fuck,” she whispered, “fuck fuck fuck. Steven, fuck, you’re right. You’re right. I wanted this.”
I kept going, growling in her ear. I felt her body tense, her pussy clench down around my shaft. Her fingers dug into my back as her spine arched. She moaned in my ear and I kept going, fucking her faster, faster, pushing her further, tipping her over into that abyss.
She came and I felt her get soaking. She came hard, a wet orgasm, her pussy clenching down around my shaft. I moaned into her ear, pleasure overwhelming me, her gorgeous body driving me wild. I pumped inside her and filled her up with my cum, moaning in her ear as my orgasm sent me tumbling into pleasure, a pressure I couldn’t resist.
We slowly came down together. I kissed her lips, her neck, her ears, her breasts. I pulled out and looked at her as she lounged on the couch, breathing hard, skin covered in sweat, nipples rock hard.
“I have to admit,” I said. “You look perfect right now.” I leaned back on the couch as she grinned at me and sighed, closing her eyes.
“I needed that,” she said.
“I know.”
She gave me a look and smiled. “You don’t have to be a dick all the time.”
“Maybe not.” I reached forward and picked up my whisky. I took a long sip and sighed.
“Thanks for giving me back my phone,” she said.
“You earned it.” I put a hand on her thigh. “I don’t want to keep you prisoner. If you want to go, you can go.”
“I think we’re way past me leaving,” she said.
I nodded and sipped my drink again before putting it back down. “I think we are, too.”
“So now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?”
I smirked at her. “I was thinking I’d dress you up in some very, very slutty clothes every morning. I’d make you parade around the house, cooking, cleaning, straightening up. And each night, I’d strip you down and fuck you in as many filthy, dirty, nasty ways as I can imagine.”
She stared at me, mouth hanging open, then took a breath. “Okay,” she said. “That doesn’t sound so bad.”
I laughed. “You can’t handle it though. You couldn’t handle a man like me.”
“Oh, I think you’re wrong about that,” she said.
“Prove it then.” I leaned over her and kissed her lips, taking her wrists and pinning them above her head. I bit her nipple and made her gasp. “Sleep in my bed with me tonight.”
She tilted her head and looked surprised. “Really?” she asked.
“Really. Come sleep in my bed tonight.”
“It’s late,” she said. “And I don’t think you’ll really let me sleep.”
“No, I probably won’t,” I said.
She pulled her wrist away and sat up. I looked at her as she stared at the floor. She seemed to think about something before she grabbed her clothes off the floor and stood. She stepped into her panties then pulled her shirt on.
“Another night then,” she said.
I tilted my head and smiled. “I thought so.”
“This doesn’t mean I can’t handle you. I just… I just need sleep. So I can think straight.”
“Whatever you say, little Colleen.”
She glared at me then shook her head. “You can’t do this to me, you know.”
“I can and I already have.”
She clenched her jaw then let out a breath. “Fine. I’ll see you in the morning.” She turned and walked upstairs.
I stared at her ass until she disappeared behind the wall.
“Damn,” I whispered to myself then picked up my whisky again.
I would’ve liked to have her in my bed. But sooner or later, she won’t be able to deny it. She’s still fighting this, still acting like whatever’s happening between us is just some strange fling.
I know better. I’m her prince, her dangerous, dark prince, and she’s going to be my princess.
The sooner she figures that out, the more fun we’ll have.16ColleenI woke up early the next morning with his words still ringing in my ears.
Come sleep in my bed tonight.
I yawned and stretched then stared at the ceiling. I tried to figure out why I turned him down after giving him my body and letting him make me feel good.
Maybe there was a distinction between sex and everything else. I could handle his hands and his lips on my skin, but the idea of snuggling close to him in bed felt far more intimate. Even still, as I stretched my legs and kicked the sheets off, I thought maybe I should have taken him up on his offer. It might have been nice to sleep with someone by my side, and to wake up with another person in the bed.
