Page 73 of Gorgeous Prince


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“If you only wanted me to pleasure your pussy in exchange for that, get your ass up right now and leave.” I tease her swollen clit and apply pressure with my thumb, but the touch is only temporary. I pull away, not giving it more of what it’s throbbing for.

She doesn’t leave the room.

No, she rotates her hips forward, this time more obvious than the last.

A silent plea for more.

Silentis the keyword.

She won’t beg.

Without warning, I shove a finger inside her, and her body thrusts up the desk, causing it to shake.

“Jesus, fuck, you’re tight,” I hiss, gliding my finger in and out of her warmth.

When I add another finger, she whimpers, as if somewhat in pain, and grounds her hips into my touch.

I tease my bratty wife.

Play with her selfish pussy as it begs for more and more.

It doesn’t take long until she’s ready.

She’s close—so close—to coming on my fingers when I hit her G-spot and toy with it. She spreads her arms out, desperate to grab something, and clutches at a random pencil on the desk.

Oh no. She thinks I’m going to let her have fun?

Silly little wife.

I remove my fingers and hurriedly step back before she’s fully satisfied. It’s hard, taking all my willpower because I’m dying to know what she looks like when she comes. The sounds that she makes.

But she needs to be taught a lesson.

She spits out her panties and spreads her legs wider.

The distance between us gives me a better view of her dripping pussy.

How wet and pink it is.

How smooth it is.

How it’s still needy for my touch.

All my life, I’ve prided myself on my willpower, but Neomi Cavallaro—no, NeomiMarchetti—just fucking incinerated it.

I take one long step to her, drop to my knees, and throw her legs over my shoulders. Her back arches off the desk as I flatten my tongue against her slit, licking her slowly.

I’ve never tasted pussy so goddamn good.

Never wanted to devour a woman as if I’d been starved for years.

And here, I didn’t even make her mutter the wordpleaseonce.

I play with her clit, squeezing it, pinching it, rubbing it while pleasuring her pussy. It doesn’t take long until she’s falling apart—and I allow it, not taking it away at the last minute, as I tried moments ago.

She cups my head, holding me in place, as if she’s worried I’ll stop, and her body trembles as I lick up every inch of her sweetness. I lick until there’s nothing more to consume before dragging myself away.

I run my tongue across my lower lip, collecting her juices and getting one last taste of her as I stand. She presses a hand to her chest, catching her breath, and slowly slides off the desk like a rag doll. I’m shocked she manages to stand on her feet and doesn’t collapse to the floor.

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