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Everything about this kiss is hot and hard, his tongue claiming dominance over mine. Now that my subconscious has gone quiet, my head feels fuzzy—in a good way.
I reach up and grab Royal’s shirt, fisting the fabric as I pull my body up against his. There’s no denying I was already getting turned on before, and now I need the friction and contact…
Like he knows what I’m thinking, Royal’s hands slip around to my back. His warm hands sweep over my cool skin until they reach the clip holding my top together. Without breaking the kiss, he deftly undoes it, reaching up to tug the small piece of fabric off my shoulders. He pulls his body back, just a fraction, but it’s enough to get the top off me completely before he’s pressing his chest back against mine.
With our mouths still dualling each other, he slides one hand down my back, over the skirt that’s hugging my ass. As his fingers tease along the lace covering my ass, he suddenly grips and lifts.
I wrap my legs around him, forcing my already sensitive core against him, moaning into his mouth as I feel his erection press up against me as he walks us a few steps backwards. Royal’s balance sways slightly when I feel him kick out, and then drop me.
A yelp leaves my mouth as it’s ripped from his.
It’s not a far fall, and I land on the desk, but when I reach out at the last minute, my fingers hit the keyboard. The sound of moans and pants and sex is playing in the room.
Instinctively, I turn, staring at the screens.
I have no idea how they all moved into this position, but the pale guy is on his back with the girl Gabrielle was ploughing with the dildo, impaled on his cock. The dildo is still inside her, but now, Gabrielle is kneeling in front of her with the other end deep inside of her pussy as she thrusts.
Royal’s fingers are on my chin, pulling me back to look at him. Lust growing as he stares. “Eyes on me.”
Despite the sounds in the background, the tone in his voice has me locking my gaze with his. Whether it’s the soundtrack, or the look he’s giving me, there’s an ache in my pussy, and I’m breathing like I’ve just run a 5K.
Royal’s gaze drops to my breasts, rising and falling just below his eye level.
Slowly, I reach up, cupping my breast as I rub my nipple between my thumb and finger.
With hooded eyes, Royal watches me, then a smirk appears.
He steps forward, placing a hand on each knee to push my legs apart so he can step between them. Reaching down, he replaces my hand with his, only his touch is rougher than mine, pinching the buds of my nipples tightly between his fingers as he squeezes.
The sensation has heat pooling between my legs. I gasp, and instantly, Royal is lowering his head, reclaiming my mouth with his lips, that are just as forceful as his hands.
As good as this feels, I need more.
To hurry this along, I place my hands on his belt, quickly unfastening it so I can undo his pants. Royal groans into my mouth as I slip my hands under the waistband of his underwear and pull his cock free.
Running my thumb over the wet tip forces Royal to shudder.
He breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as he stares down at me, still teasing my nipples. “There’s a condom in my back left pocket. I’m not fucking you without it on, so don’t rip it.”
I’m on birth control because every other month, my periods have me curled up in a ball, gorging on a pint of butter pecan ice cream as I re-watch whichever Nicholas Sparks movie I’ve chosen. But we all know birth control pills don’t protect against STIs, and I’m sure as hell not about to put up a fight about using one with Royal.
“Then either pass it over or move closer.”
My request earns me a particularly sharp twist of my nipples, which has me crying out in pleasure as I arch my back and push my breasts into him, but Royal twists his body, so I can reach behind him.
Still hidden beneath his pants, I take the opportunity to graze my hand over his ass. It’s hard—all muscle. The fact that he’s got a single condom in his pocket tells me a lot, but at the same time, I’ve pretty much spread my legs for him without much thought, so I’m in no position to judge.
Instead, I push his pants down over his hips, my gaze instantly focusing on the muscles in his thighs. This guy has probably never missed leg day.
Another sharp twist on my nipples has me gasping, but it brings me back to the moment. Never have I felt more pressure trying not to rip the condom inside the wrapper I’m opening, but it isn’t long before I’m unrolling the thin rubber material down the length of Royal’s cock.
Almost at once, Royal stops working my breasts and slides his hands down my side before they settle on my hips. He takes a step back and pushes my legs apart, like he’s a hungry man pulling the fridge door open.
The instant cool air pools around me, I know I’m so wet that my panties are soaked.
Royal sweeps a hand back up my thigh before cupping me, fingers pressing against the wet fabric to brush against my clit.
Shivers run down my spine when his gray eyes lock onto mine, and that damn smirk is back on his face. “Soaked.” He chuckles to himself. “Fuck me, little perv, were you playing with your pussy before I walked in?” He presses a finger against my clit, rubbing it back and forth before I can reply. Not that I need to; my reaction says everything. “Watching turns you on that much.”
