briefs down, running my hands over his muscular legs as my tongue and lips work his length.
“Spread your knees apart. I want to look at you as you suck my cock. You’re beautiful in this position.” He actually strokes my cheek.
I spread my legs, opening myself to his lustful gaze as his eyes devour my body. I grab his firm ass and rock my head, sucking down his huge length. He pulls out, allowing me to breathe, and slides his wet cock over my face.
He really does want to defile me.
Then he sinks back into my waiting mouth, and I take him deep, loving the groans that rip from him. I watch myself in the mirror, taking his cock as he grabs my head and ruts me.
“Suck your prince’s cock. That’s it, love.”
I grab his cock, squeezing him hard. I lick the underside of him and suck his head. It’s almost the dirtiest thing I’ve ever done, and my pussy glows with need as I watch myself taking him deep. The back muscles of his legs flex as he thrusts. Then my lips touch the base of his cock, and he pulls out swiftly.
“Get up.”
He yanks my arms to make me stand. His red face makes me think he’s lost a measure of control. I touch his neck, relishing the contact of his bare skin. I unbutton his shirt, exposing his broad, muscled chest. He rips it off, and then we begin a frenzied, lust-fueled attack that somehow leads to Liam sitting in one of the armless chairs and me in his lap.
He sucks in his lip and bites it after taking in a deep breath. Neither of us can take this much longer. Control fades from his brown eyes as his cock grows under my ass.
“I am trying very hard to be gentle with you, Princess. I was made to fuck, not to make love.”
I make a face. “I don’t want you to make love.”
He seizes my nipples and twists, and then he bends his neck, catching one of my breasts in his mouth. He sucks hard, and I feel the jolt in my pussy as he raises my hips. The blunt pressure of his cock makes me gasp, and then he yanks me down. He impales me. There’s no other word for it when you get fucked by the biggest penis you’ve ever seen.
Liam trembles, biting into my breast as he holds me down, waiting for me to adjust. My walls feel so fucking tight. It’s been so many years.
He lets go of my breast, and a red patch shines on the wet skin as I lift my hips, thrusting my tits into his face. He makes me plunge back down, and the shock of his length crashes through me in a violent but pleasurable wave.
I grab the head of the chair and bounce my hips, squeezing him as I go down. God, this is what I wanted for years. This is what I’ve needed. I wrap my arms around his neck, grinding down, taking every inch of him even though it hurts. His hands remain on my hips, guiding me, using me as leverage for his thrusts.
I kiss him as the piercing pleasure keeps riding higher. My moans rip across the room until finally Liam seems to get frustrated. He stands, carrying me out of the chair with his dick still inside me.
“Bend over.”
Slap.
“Now.”
I wobble on my feet as he sets me down in front of the bed. My back bows over the bed as his hands circle my hips, his head pressing against my pussy.
The little resistance I have gives way as he pushes his hips forward, and my walls cling to him as he thrusts inside.
“Fuck!”
I scream, clawing at the sheets as Liam pounds me hard, the slapping sounds reaching a crescendo as my body jolts forward again and again. I’ve never been fucked so hard in my life, and never like this. He pauses mid-thrust, laying his palm on my ass, and then a loud crack splits the air as he slaps me. The pain blooms over my skin like thousands of needles.
“How about it, Princess? Still think I can’t use my cock?”
Another vicious slap lands, striking my other cheek. I gasp at the sharp pain, even as it resonates with the pleasure from his cock still buried inside me.
“I dislike repeating myself.”
“No. Please don’t stop.”
My arms tremble as he sinks in. I relish the warmth of his naked thighs touching the backs of