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My admission is fucking dirty. Filthy. I’d never admit doing that to anyone else. Only her.

Her hand moves faster as she rubs over her panty clad mound, and I show her what I do with her panties by pressing the dirty crotch into my mouth and sucking on them.

Her eyes flare with excitement and her fingers work faster and even though her frown deepens, I’m too far gone to pull back now.

With need controlling me, my fist pumps and my dick pistons into my grip as I suck on her panties and intense pleasure starts pulsing through me. I jerk my cock so fucking fast it must be a new record, and I explode with ecstasy as cum starts shooting from my dick, flying up to hit my chin, my chest, and over my sweatpants in a load so full it’s proof of how long it’s been since I letmyself release.

As I start to come down, I hear a frustrated growl fly from my princess, and I watch her thump her fists on the mattress next to her hips.

“Zo?” I pant. “I’m sorry. I should have waited for you to come first.”

She sneers at me. “You would have been waiting forever then.”

“What?” I pant, using her panties to start wiping up my jizz. “What do you mean?”

Her shoulders slump, and a sob escapes her. “I can’t… I can’t make it feel good when I touch myself.”

My heart sinks.

Fuck.

My princess.

Standing, I tuck my dick back in my sweatpants and approach the bed.

“I’m sorry. I should never have done that in here while you’re trying to… recover.”

She shakes her head. “I liked what you were doing though. I felt something again. Deep inside me. I felt it and I wanted to… But when I touched myself, the urge went away. It just vanished.”

Shifting closer, I reach out and cup her cheek, loving the way she leans into my touch instead of flinching from it. “You just need time, Zo. Don’t pressure yourself. It’ll happen eventually.”

A tear pops from her eye and she nods, more to satisfy me than anything, and I hate that.

I don’t want her telling me things she thinks I want to hear, but I don’t say anything in this moment.

This isn’t about me. It’s about her, and whatever I can do to help her, I fucking will.

Zoe

Life isn’t fucking fair.

Watching Gray work his cock was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. He was so lost in the sensation, and I’m envious of the pleasure I knew he felt.

I felt it too while watching him. Waking up to that sight had my need for him skyrocketing, and all the memories of our times together made me breathless. But the second I touched my clit, it disappeared. Vanishing into the night, leaving me feeling bereft.

“I’m sorry,” Gray rasps again as he sits down next to me on the bed.

I huff in frustration. “I don’t want you to be sorry,” I say. “What I want is to feel like that. I want the ecstasy running through my veins. The pleasure that’s downright unbearable and definitely addictive.”

The truth is that what I want is both complicated and extremely easy. I want Gray, body and soul. I want what we had back, and I want to get lost in each other’s bodies. But right now I’m so fucking horny and frustrated that I’d settle for just getting a release.

Yeah, my mind really is a fucked up place.

“What can I do to help?” he asks, almost begging, like I’m withholding a secret.

“I don’t know,” I breathe because I don’t know the answer.

Taking his hand, I slowly move it to my knee. When his touch doesn’t make me panic, I grow a little bolder and slide it up my thigh. So slowly it’s… the moment he hits my mid-thigh, my body locks down and my breathing intensifies.

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