his eyes, reopens them, and the smile reappears on his face.
Men outside openly cry as their prince waves at them through the roof of the car.
As I suck his cock.
Prince Liam’s khakis are bunched at his ankles as I crouch, face-to-face with his cock. I hear the cheers of the crowd through Liam’s open window as though they’re cheering for me.
Suck his cock! Give him head! You go, girl!
Let’s see if I can make Liam lose his cool.
My lips surround his head, and I waste no time as I lean forward, his length sliding into my mouth. My tongue moves in circles as my jaw adjusts to his girth, and I look up into the brilliant sunshine. Liam’s jaw is slack.
What if I tease him? Will he lose control?
I let Liam’s pulsing cock rest in my mouth for a few seconds, and then he gently thrusts, sinking into my mouth. I meet him at the base of his cock, sucking hard when he pulls back. He’s completely forgotten the crowd at this point. Livid eyes stare down at me through the window as he grabs the edge of the car and thrusts harder.
Oh shit.
My plan was to make him come while he waved at the crowd, but Liam sinks back into the car. He slams the window shut. The look on his face is extreme. There’s a vein bulging on his forehead, and for a moment, I don’t know what he’s going to do. Then suddenly he throws me violently over his knees. He flips my dress over my back, and his nails scrape my skin as he rips my panties to my knees. I feel the cool sting of the air before the wicked burn of his palm, spanking me harder than I’ve ever felt before. The blows reverberate through my body, and then he smooths his hand over the raw skin, soothing me for a few seconds. Then before I’ve had time to adjust, he yanks me upright, his teeth bared.
“You think you’re so fucking hilarious.”
Give me a break. “You loved it.”
Something breaks the calm in his normally unflappable eyes, and it sends a bolt of energy into my veins, because I know what that look means.
He wrenches my legs apart, snapping my panties off my ankles first, and then with our clothes askew and a thousand people surrounding us outside, he sinks into my throbbing pussy. He fucks me with all the fury in his body, and I push against the side of the car to keep myself from buckling. Every thrust electrifies my skin with pleasure. He bends forward, pushing open my blouse. He rips my bra to the side, exposing my breast. I arch my back as his tongue scorches my tits, and then he bites down, yanking back my hips.
“You’ve been a very”—he thrusts deep—“naughty princess. You deserve every bit of this. Say it.”
I clutch his wool sweater, which is soaked through with sweat.
“I’ll stop fucking you if you don’t say it.”
“I-I deserve it.”
“Good.”
Ecstasy pierces my core as his thickness shoves forward again.
“The rest of it too.”
“I’m a… naughty princess.”
His eyes narrow. “Yes, you are.”
I scream as he rubs my clit, his thumb working enthusiastically as he pumps harder. His styled hair flies around his face, ruined by his antics. He goes taut, and then he pulls out, ripping my blouse open and shoving my bra to my throat. He strokes his cock as his other hand works my clit, and then it slips inside—Oh God. An explosion bursts through my body as my pussy contracts hard. Thick ropes of cum land on my tits as he pumps his cock. He rolls his eyes as a groan rips from his throat, and another hot jet lands on my nipple.
“I told you that you’d love my cum on your tits.”
I do. Liam sits on my legs, looking immensely proud of himself as he rakes a hand through his hair.
“You look so unbelievably hot like this.”
My skirt is pushed to my waist, blouse ripped open and missing several buttons, and his cum pools over my skin like icing.
Suddenly the noise from the crowd grows, or we become aware of it again, and Liam’s eyes widen.
“Oh fuck. We’re supposed to get out now.”
He yanks up his briefs and pants as I shoot bolt upright, looking for something to wipe off the cum.