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“I’m ready!” I say, following a gasp.
I know what he wants me to do. We play this game every morning.
I touch the gap between my thighs and find the head of my lover’s cock there, nestled in my lips.
“You know what to do next,” he whispers.
I do.
He doesn’t have to tell me to wet him with my honey. I know. Still, I shiver at the knowledge that this time, maybe, we’ll get pregnant.
“Good girl,” he grits out as I work my honey over the shaft and head of his cock.
I wait for his command, and my body prepares to sing.
“Open up for me, Kala.”
With a whimper of need, I spread. My lover pushes in with zero resistance. My body knows him.
“Kala…” he groans. “So tight for me. Such a good girl. So tight and wet.”
He repeats his sexy murmurs like a prayer as he moves in me, taking me from behind. Spoonfucking me. Caging me in his powerful grip. Pinning me against him.
I need more. I always need more. I hook my leg behind his, opening further. My lover’s arm across my chest tightens, closing the gap I’ve created by arcing my back. I smile, knowing he hates even the tiniest distance between us.
Thick, rough fingers resume their worship of my clit. He slides them back and forth on either side of it, rhythmically as my body milks his cock.
My lover gives me what I need, the sensation with every thrust felt down to my toes.
I get lost in the perfect rhythm, the push and pull, the bucking and thrusting, until the tight curl of my orgasm begins to build below my belly.
“I’m coming,” I say.
My lover pumps harder, faster, always watching, always matching my energy.
He’s so determined to come simultaneously that I don’t have the heart to tell him it’s perfectly acceptable if we come at separate moments.
His enthusiasm for me is like no other. So I let him have this. I will always be whatever he needs.
The thick cock pushes in with increased vigor as his fingers do their magic. And I come. My release rolls through me like a clap of thunder, and I shout his name.
“Etienne!”
“Ms. St. Rain? Are you home?”
That is not my dream lover’s voice.
My eyes fly open in shock, and then I remember I’m alone.
No one is in my bed.
I was having the sex dream again.
The sex dream about the so-called Bad Prince.
That dream is going to get me into trouble one day.
If whoever is at the door heard me shout his name, they’d be appalled.
