Page 91 of His Queen

I meet her gaze, my eyes filled with longing. “Like this?” I ask, my voice husky as I thrust my cock inside her.

“Yes. Just like that,” she gasps, wrapping her legs around me, pulling me closer.

I lean down, capturing her lips in a fervent kiss. The taste of her on my tongue ignites a fire within me. I can’t hold back any longer.

“Rose, my love,” I groan, thrusting harder and deeper, losing myself in the rhythm of our bodies.

Her moans fill the air, mingling with the sound of our passionate encounter. The symphony of our pleasure echoes through the room.

My body trembles with the intensity, my senses overwhelmed. The smell of our desire hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the scent of our love.

“Vlad. More,” she pleads, her voice a desperate plea.

I oblige, giving her everything I have. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, a dance of passion and love.

“Come with me, my queen. Come on, my cock. Let me feel you. Come on your husband’s cock, my wife,” I murmur, my voice filled with longing.

“Oh, God,” she cries out, her body tensing, her pleasure cresting.

“Rose,” I call out, my release crashing over me, waves of ecstasy consuming me.

As we collapse, spent and sated, I pull her close, our bodies still entwined. The sensation of her skin against mine is electrifying, a connection that transcends time.

“My queen. My wife. I love you,” I whisper, my voice filled with adoration.

“And I love you,” she murmurs, her voice filled with contentment.

Rose

Over the next few days, we eagerly explored every nook and cranny of the charming town, our footsteps echoing through its quaint streets. Our passion burns relentlessly, leaving an indelible mark on the entire house, as our laughter and whispers fill every room, resonating off the walls and seeping into the very fabric of the furniture.

“We have to go back,” I sigh, a hint of longing in my voice.

“I know,” he replies, intertwining his fingers with mine. “But we still have plenty of time left. Let’s savor every moment.”

“Okay,” I smile, my eyes sparkling. “But before we leave, let’s indulge in a leisurely, decadent lunch.”

“That sounds like a perfect plan,” he says say, and I hear his stomach rumbling in anticipation. “Let’s relish every bite before we pack up. We’ll be back soon.”

“I hope so,” I whisper, leaning into him.

“You are my wife now. This is our home, and we will always return. I can’t wait,” he confesses, my heart swelling with joy. “But for now, we must make our way back to the bustling city.”

With contented sighs, we savor the flavors of our exquisite meal, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the tantalizing scent of spices. As we gather our belongings and prepare to depart, a sense of tranquility envelops us, contrasting the anticipation we felt upon arrival.

The drive back is a smooth journey, the open road stretching before us like a ribbon of freedom. The air feels fresher, the sunlight warmer as if nature itself is bidding us farewell.

Arriving at the familiar compound, I am enveloped by the comforting scent of freshly cut grass and the sight of vibrant flowers blooming in the garden. The sound of birds chirping in the distance brings a sense of tranquility.

“Vlad. Rose. It’s good to have you back. How was the trip?” Aldo asks with a warm smile.

“It was wonderful. Thank you,” I answer, a smirk playing on my lips. I beam at him, my eyes sparkling with joy. “You did amazingly, my love. I can’t believe how perfectly the entire trip went.”

Aldo smirks knowingly. “I had no doubt it would go as planned.”

“There is something I need to discuss with you both,” Aldo says, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and seriousness.

“What is it?” I inquire, already knowing the answer.

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