Page 69 of Prisoner


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“Want more?” I question and lick my lips.

King doesn’t react, just stares at me, fighting the battle of arguing with me over his cuffed wrists or just enjoying the moment. Without giving him any more time to respond, I step over his chest and lower myself to my knees so I’m hovering just over his face.

King inhales and my stomach clenches, butterflies swarming around, my cheeks blushing.

“Sit down, Theo,” he murmurs and I do as he says, his mouth instantly latching onto my pussy, sucking and licking like a starving man.

A loud moan escapes me as he devours me and my hips rock back and forth on his face. King has feasted on my pussy many times, but this is unlike anything before.

My thighs clamp around his head as I rock my hips mercilessly, his mouth sucking on my clit, his tongue dipping into my entrance every few seconds. I rock my hips faster and faster, and the noises we make together urge me on.

King’s hands clasp around the bars, his knuckles going white with the force, and I look down to see him completely buried beneath me and with one last flick of his tongue, I come apart. King never lets up and draws my orgasm out of me for what feels like minutes.

I slow my hips down and lift myself off King's face and hear him take in a deep breath, licking his lips clean. His face is glistening in my cum and he looks proud of it.

“Sweetheart, I could drown in your pussy every day.”

I blush and shuffle down his body, impaling myself straight onto his dick in one solid thrust.

He moans. The most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard comes from his mouth and I swallow it down with a kiss, tasting my release on him and moaning back into him.

I lift my hips up and down slowly, and an impatient growl escapes King’s lips.

“Theo, uncuff me. I need to touch you.” I continue to grind up and down his shaft. “Now!”

I fumble for the key on the sheets and hastily uncuff King from the bed frame. As soon as he’s released, he switches us round, my back on the bed, without breaking our connection, and replaces the cuffs onto my wrists once more.

“You ever cuff me again, Theodora,” King threatens, his thrusts hard and fast as he pounds into me, “you’ll be back in that cell downstairs and this time, I won’t come and fuck you in it.”

A scream rips from my throat as he twists me up onto my front, lifting my hips so I balance on my knees, my chest and face pushed into the bed.

King slaps a palm onto my ass and the bite of the sting makes me hiss. My arms cross awkwardly above my head and I turn to look at King, admiring his red handprint on my ass.

“Fuck, Theo,” he rasps, a strong hand reaching down to grab my neck. His fingers squeeze, my pulse beating rapidly, in time to his thrusts.

“King, I’m gonna come,” I whisper, barely able to get any sound out.

“Come for me, Theodora. You’re mine, Theo, and I’m going to take everything from you. Every word, every tear, every last drop of cum. Come for me.”

And I do.

A scream erupts from my throat, constricting against King's fingers, my body shaking with a tidal wave of pleasure as my orgasm takes over any coherent thoughts.

King follows after, draining himself into my pussy, not letting up until every last drop is gone.

We fill the silence with heavy panting and our skin glistens with sweat, my hair sticking to my neck. King slides out of me and admires my pussy for a couple minutes.

“I mean it, Theodora,” King says, turning me back over. “Handcuff me again and there will be hell to pay.”

“Nahh, I think you liked it.” I laugh and wink at him, watching him shake his head and stand, leaving me cuffed to the bed.

“King!” I shout as he opens the door.

Turning back around, he throws me a wink before shutting the door behind him.

Asshole.

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