says.
He toys with the entrance to my slit, spreading around the moisture he finds there. Then he feathers a kiss over my clit once more, making my inner muscles clench with need. At the same time, he presses a single thick finger inside my pussy, pulling a hissing sound from my lips.
It feels so goddamned good.
I rock my hips against his finger, moaning when he withdraws. But before I can get too upset, he pushes a second finger inside my slit. I throw my head back and moan as he stretches me out.
Then he takes things up a notch by sealing his lips over my hot, aching clit. He sucks on it and then presses his wet tongue over it, making me cry out when he begins to lick it.
“Oh god,” I whisper. “Fuck, Erik… that feels so good…”
He starts moving his fingers in and out of my slit, fingering me as he sucks on my clit. I struggle for breath as I tilt my pelvis against his mouth, moving it back and forth, experimenting with the sensations he’s pulling from me body. A coil tightens somewhere deep inside me; I’m aware of my innermost muscles shaking as I climb some invisible mountain, desperate to reach the peak.
Erik flexes his fingers inside of me, moving his hand more forcefully. He hits a spot inside of me repeatedly that makes me weak in the knees.
I make an inarticulate noise, my eyes closing. Clutching at his hair, my nails rake his scalp. I’m no longer fully aware of what is going on.
My vision tunnels down to what feels good right this second. The press of his mouth against my clit. The movement of his fingers in my slit, stretching me and touching that same spot that makes me gasp out loud every time.
Erik pulls back. “Come for me, princess. Show me how good I make you feel.”
His words drive me over the edge of the precipice. My entire body tenses, ready.
“Erik…” I cry out. “I—"
I come suddenly, shattering into a million pieces. My pussy clenches around his fingers. My head hits the wall. I spasm wildly, riding an unbelievable wave of sensation. Erik moans, still working his long fingers and his clever tongue until I pull away, too sensitive to be touched.
I feel wonderful. But I also feel like crying. I keep my eyes closed as my heartbeat thunders in my ears, slowly drifting down.
Erik kisses my inner thighs, drops my knee from his shoulder, and pulls my dress back down. Then he stands up.
I open my eyes and put my hands around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. His mouth tastes like me; my eyes fill with tears though I am not sure why. He presses himself against my body, his hardened cock poking me in the belly.
For a minute he just kisses me, exploring my mouth with his own. I exalt in his touch and his taste, feeling… cherished.
For just this space in time, we are just Annika and Erik. Not princess and minder. Not rich and poor. There are no divisions between us, no age differences, no expectations.
But then he pulls away, stepping back. His eyes are full of sorrow and anger. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
I bite my lower lip, stepping close to him again. I reach out and grab at him, pouting. “Why?”
His expression darkens. He pulls away again, shaking his head. “You know why.”
I draw a breath, cocking my head. “I know, yes. But I don’t care. I want you to take my virginity, Erik.”
He shakes his head, avoiding my eyes. “No. You don’t know what you want.”
I step closer. “I think I do. I like you. Erik.”
“Damn it!” he curses loudly, looking at me. “No. You have no idea what you want or what you like. If you did, you would know that you and I have no future. None.”
He turns away, fiddling with the lock on the door. I open my mouth to argue with him, but he just throws open the door.
“Can we just leave?” he asks, sounding angry. “Or do you have to find some more strange men to rub up against?”
I narrow my eyes. “It worked, didn’t it? You couldn’t stand seeing me touching another man.”
His jaw clenches. “Annika— “
I shake my head, pushing past him. “Don’t. If you’re just going to keep telling me all the reasons why we can’t fuck, I don’t want to hear it.”
He reaches out and catches me in the doorway, his eyes hard