Page 59 of Rise of the King


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I don’t stop until she leans her head back toward me and pants, “Sam.” She doesn’t stop grinding against me. Doesn’t tell me no. But the tone of her voice says she’s going to try.

I dip my finger in her juices and run it up the length of her pussy, careful not to give her what she wants. Not yet. Sealing my lips over hers, I push my tongue into her hot mouth. Tasting. Tangling. Wanting more. “Jesus, Snow.” One finger slips inside, and she cries out in pleasure.

Her hips move in rhythm with my finger, and I add a second, then a third. “You’re supposed to be taking it easy.” She moans, “Oh...” Her lips search for mine, her hand reaching back and around my head, holding me to her before pulling back. “You’re not supposed... Oh...” her other hand grips my wrist, “to have any strenuous activity.”

The words are there, but the protest is hollow, and there’s no way I’m stopping now.

I take my hand away, and she cries out at the loss before I push her shirt up over her head and bend her leg. “Stay right there, Amelia. Don’t move.” I shove my boxer briefs down, just enough, and drag my cock along her hot, wet pussy. “Do you want me to stop, baby?”

“God, no. Don’t ever stop. Just let me do the work, okay?” With her head turned, those cherry-red lips seal over mine. Her back is against my chest, and she angles her ass beautifully, taking my cock in her hand and rubbing it along her wet pussy.

“You’re playing with fire again, Snow.” I’m not a man used to being teased.

Her response is to seek out my lips as she places me at her entrance and inches down.

So fucking slow.

So fucking wet.

Lying on our sides, her ass snug against my lap, she tears her mouth away from mine and buries her face in the arm I’ve got wrapped around her. “Patience, Sam. I haven’t waited this long to be in a rush now.” She circles her hips and cries out before doing it again.

And then again.

She rides me slowly.

So fucking sexy.

All fucking mine.

My hand ghosts over her hip and up her taut stomach until I finally get my first handful of the tits I’ve dreamt about for years. Amelia moans as I roll her nipple, tugging it, so I do it again. Harder. And I’m rewarded when her pussy flutters around me, and a loud, beautiful moan I decide I need to hear every single fucking day for the rest of my life escapes her lips. “Yeah, baby. Take what you need. Take it all.”

My mouth goes back to that delicious spot on her neck, sucking until she loses control, and her hips buck harder.

“Sam. I’m so close.” She arches her back, one hand reaching behind my head and holding me to her while the other covers mine, forcing me to squeeze her breast harder. “Come, Sam. Come with me. I can’t hold out any longer. I’m right there.”

My free hand grips her hip, and I pull her down hard onto my cock as her walls tighten around me. Fucking perfection.

She comes with my name on her lips.

I follow her over the cliff, knowing I’ll never let her go.

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