Royally Claimed - By Marie Donovan Page 0,29
up from her pulsing clit to where their hands were locked together to where his mouth tormented her throbbing breasts. They were a whirlwind together, more powerful than the storm outside. She closed her eyes and let her climax sweep her away on a wave of intense pleasure. She dimly realized she was screaming his name into the storm, reveling in his possession of her.
After an eternity, she felt him release her arms and he lowered her to their nest of blankets. He pulled the rest of their clothing off and settled between her legs.
Her eyes flew open. “But what about protection?” Thank goodness she had remembered at literally the last minute.
He guided her hand down to his rock-hard cock, sheathed in latex. “Already taken care of.” He nudged her thighs wider. “Take me inside you, Julia. I die for you.”
She gladly accepted him, and they groaned simultaneously. Oh, my God, he was still built like a bull, even thicker and longer than she remembered. The walls of her passage eagerly squeezed him, and he began to move.
“So hot and tight,” he gasped.
She dug her fingers into his shoulders and wrapped her thighs around his waist, not letting for an instant. “Do me hard, Franco.”
He threw his head back in shock and stared down at her. She had never been the one to talk dirty, but judging by how he swelled and jumped within her, he liked it. “You want me to do what?” His voice was hoarse with desire.
Ah, he wanted her to say it again. “I want you to do me hard, Franco. Now and all night, until I drain you dry.”
He started slamming into her. “What else?”
She had to stop and think for a second. His luscious cock was heating her up again, especially when he slipped his hand between them and teased her clit. What else would she like him to do? Everything. Anything. One fantasy came to mind. “I want you to lick me.”
“Where? Here?” He licked her neck. “Or here?” He licked her breast. “Or here?” He slowly pulled out of her, teasing her opening with his blunt tip and laughed as she clutched at him. “Oh, yes, there.”
“Yes, there.”
“Tell me, Julia. You want me to lick you where? You know my little secret now, that I like to hear you tell me naughty things. Be a naughty girl and tell me.”
Her face was burning hot but he probably couldn’t tell that in the firelight. “I want you to lick my pussy.”
“Oh, I will.” His promise was so heartfelt, she forgot her embarrassment. “I’ll sit you in a chair and spread your soft thighs, kneel in front of you like a servant and sing your praises with my mouth.”
“Oh, yes…” She arched under him and he stroked her tight little nub again and again, stretching her and filling her. His bronzed skin glistened in the firelight, his head tossed back in passion.
“Tell me you’re close,” he ground out. She nodded, gasping at his fat tip and thick shaft twisting inside her. Her insides were on fire, pulsing and trembling with his every stroke. He pinched her clit hard and she screamed in pleasure, shaking and falling apart underneath him.
He exploded into her, a hoarse cry spilling from his lips. His frantic thrusts spurred her into another climax, her breath catching in her throat as she saw stars. He collapsed on top of her and they lay locked together, shuddering from orgasmic aftershocks.
He rolled to his side after a minute and took her with him, his cock still full and juicy inside her. “Oh, Julia, that was amazing.”
Lying draped over him, she had to agree. “It’s still early. We have plenty of time tonight.”
He kissed her gently. “Why only tonight? Why not longer?”
She thought for a second. She didn’t have any plans, and she was alone in the islands with no one to fuss at her. “What did you have in mind?”
“This.” He brushed his fingertip over her clit and she shuddered in lust. “And more. Stay with me. I’ll work on the renovations, you can sunbathe in the nude. I can watch you sunbathe, forget the renovations and make love to you next to the pool. Or on the beach. Or in the house. In a chair,” he said with a devilish grin, reminding her of her fantasy. “Anything you want. And I mean anything.”
“Anything?” That sounded slightly scary but delicious.
“Whenever you want. Or whenever I want,” he added. “You and I, we are