Page 57 of Princess and Country

When his tongue met mine, I dissolved in his arms. I placed a palm over his chest and let his heartbeat do the talking.

Jeff’s hands traveled all over me. Heat pooled between my legs. How could his touch alone be powerful enough to ignite my body? To make me forget we were fighting seconds ago? A blazing fire raged inside me. My hand lowered and grabbed his erection over the fabric of his pants.

“Princess, I want you. Here and now. Please send my brother away. We need this. You and me.”

I closed my eyes. Sex couldn’t solve all our problems, but it was the only way we could connect. And nowadays, our bodies were better at communicating our feelings for each other than our words. Words hurt. Love made us forget about everything keeping us apart. It patched—for a few hours—the giant rift between us.

I fished my phone from the back pocket of my black denims.

Cart. I’ll drive Jeff myself. Don’t worry, we’re ok.

I didn’t wait for him to reply. I threw my phone on the black iron console by the front door.

“Just fuck me, already.”

Jeff’s irises blackened. Some sort of animal grunt left his mouth.

He scooped me over his shoulder and put me on my feet when we reached the couch. With jerky and clumsy movements, we undressed each other. Jeff’s stubble left red marks on my sensitive skin. His mouth attacked mine. Hard. Soft. With hunger. With pleasure. With pain.

I moaned, unable to keep all the sounds bubbling down my throat clamped in.

Jeff slumped on the couch, bringing me with him. He shifted position, his head now in the opposite direction of mine, and lowered himself until his mouth collapsed with my throbbing center. My fingernails dug into the flesh of his abs as his tongue laved me with wide strokes, stealing my ability to speak.

My body, full of need, shook when his teeth toyed with my bundle of nerves.

I yelped.

Jeff inserted one finger inside me, his mouth still feasting on me.

I leaned forward and grabbed his thick length.

My mouth watered.

My tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, and Jeff’s hips buckled from the couch.

My hand worked him as I alternated between sucking and licking him.

My boyfriend entered a second finger inside my walls, and my body tingled. All my senses heightened, and I came undone on his tongue, becoming hot mush under his touch.

Once I caught my breath, Jeff flipped me around until my back rested on the pile of pillows.

He thrust into me, his eyes glued to mine.

An entire movie passed in his irises.

His hands molded my breasts to fit them, pushing them up as he kissed them.

His tongue circled my nipples, sucking and licking my flesh.

A high-pitched cry left my mouth.

Jeff’s hands clutched my hipbones, and he pounded into me. My body hummed. My head turned. My heart started beating again.

There were so many things I wanted to tell this man. But I had no idea how to reach him with my words.

I squirmed underneath him, barely able to keep my eyes open, the waves of pleasure rippling through me.

Jeff groaned and slid out of me. He fisted his cock and stroked himself a few times until his hot and thick cum covered my belly.