My body buzzes with the feel of him behind me. His hands are calloused and warm. His presence is seductive and full of sin. He wraps a strap of silk around my forearms, tying them together so I can barely move them.
Swallowing my king, I think about Jace’s hands sliding down my back and slipping between my legs. I squeeze my throat around him before bobbing my head up. Then back down. He sighs as he pushes into me.
“You’re being such a good girl.” He strokes my cheek with his free hand. “Isn’t she, Jace?”
He moves around to my side, and I can just make out the bulge of his cock in my peripheral. A soft whimper purrs from his throat. “Fuck, yes. She looks so pretty with a cock in her mouth.”
My hands twist behind me. I want to stroke something. Am so desperate to feel something stroking in me. “Please,” I beg again as I lift my head and look at my king. “I want you inside me.”
Smirking, he pushes his cock back into my mouth.
I whimper as I suck his head. Swirling my tongue around his piercing, I take him deeper into my mouth.
“What do you think, my queen?” Richard groans. “Do you think you’re a good girl?” He pulls my head up so my lips are back on his head. I suck him hard, and he pants as he strokes my cheek. Then he tugs me all the way off him so he can look into my eyes.
Jace’s arm is jerking in my peripheral, and I want so badly to look over and watch him, but I don’t. I keep my focus solely on my king.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, I’m a good girl.”
His hand wraps around my throat. He pulls me up but instead of letting me straddle his lap, he has me climb up beside him. Then he bends me over his knees. With my arms behind my back, my head falls onto the soft cushion of the sofa. My ass sticks in the air, feeling so damn exposed. Jace is standing right beside my head. His hand strokes his cock, and I shudder as I fight the urge to look at him. But I want to look at him. Gods, I want so badly to watch him make himself come as Richard makes me.
“You know better than to lie to me,” he growls as he slaps my ass. I jerk forwards with a gasp. My breasts tingle across his knees. My nipples are so hard, my pussy so wet.
My mind scatters though as I try to figure out what lie I’ve told him.
“A goodgirlwouldn’t leave Jace here all unattended.”
My eyes widen as they finally dart to his bodyguard’s cock. It’s wrapped inside white knuckles. The end of it is an angry purple due to the lack of blood flow, he’s holding it so tight.
Richard’s palm lands hard on my ass. I jerk forwards on a small cry. “Eyes on me, my queen,” he growls, his words laced with a jealous possessiveness that causes my pussy to quiver.
I twist my head around to look at him. My cheek pressed into the white sofa, I rasp, “Then I’m not a good girl.” His eyes darken, and I see all my needy desperation staring back at me. My breath catches as I grow heady with the knowledge that someone as powerful as my king is obsessed with someone as miniscule as me.
I smile seductively at him as a thrill shoots through me. “I’m just your good fucking slut,” I purr. His hand slaps my ass again, but this time it’s gentle and approving. I wriggle against his palm, and he squeezes me. “Because only you get to touch me given we’re…”
Oh, drat.My brow furrows as I try to remember the word he used earlier.Come on. I know this…
It’s one of those weird fetishes.
A minority of people like it… Minority… M...
It has something to do with M! Oh, come on!
Richard’s hand strokes from my cheek to between my legs, and I squirm over his lap. “Monogamous,” he supplies, his eyes truly soft for the first time tonight.
“Yes!” I pant. His fingers are so close to my pussy lips.
Removing his hand, he pulls me up by my shoulders. I keep my eyes on him even though I know Jace is jerking himself off again. I keep my lips closed even though I want to yell at him to fuck me already.
Grabbing me by the hips, he guides me over his lap. I get to straddle him this time, and as his cock presses between my legs, I look down to try to line it up with my pussy. But of course he doesn’t let me.
“Please,”I whimper.
“Hand me the clit vibrator, Jace.”
