“Oh, yeah,” I moan. “All of you, right now. In my mouth.” I try to spin around so I can kneel, but he pushes me into the wall so hard I have to turn my cheek.
“No,” he says. And I can hear the grin on his face. “Not like that,” he growls into my neck, the vibration of his voice and the roughness of the stubble on his jaw next to my soft, tender skin an aphrodisiac of the highest order.
“Oh, yeah,” I say. “I want both your cocks in my pussy. Let me put them—”
“Not quite,” he says, truly laughing now.
“What other way—oh,” I say. “Oh.”
“Yeeeeessss,” he says. “Now you’re getting it.”
“You want to put one—”
“Yes,” he says again.
“And the other—”
“Yes!”
“Oh,” I say. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Then there’s no time like the present, princess. Is there?”
I picture this. Him on top of me. One cock in my pussy, the other in my ass. And then I glow a little brighter.
“I’m gonna take that as agreement,” he chuckles.
I let his answer stand because I’d like to know what that feels like. I’ve had him the other two ways, now I want to experience all of him like this as well.
He kisses my neck one more time, then wraps his arms around my middle and steps back, pointing me in the direction of the bedroom.
My stomach begins to flutter wildly with each step we take. And by the time we enter the bedroom my heart is beating so fast with anticipation and lust, I want to rip my own clothes off.
He has other ideas. Because he walks me forward to the bed, his cock still grinding against my ass, and then spins me around and pushes me backwards so I bounce onto the mattress, laughing now.
“You’re so rough,” I coo. “Be gentle with me, Booty Hunter. Please. Be gentle.”
He grins wide. Then kneels down, picks up my foot, and pulls a boot off in one smooth motion.
I am nothing if not helpful, so I offer him the other foot and he pulls that one off too.
“This bodysuit,” he says, standing up and stepping forward until his knees are right between my legs, “is a sexy fucking miracle.”
I smile, delighted that he likes it.
“But we need to take it off now.” He reaches for my hand and pulls me up into a sitting position. Then eases the slick, tight bodysuit over each of my shoulders, one at a time, and pulls it down to my waist.
He palms my breasts, finding the bra clasp between them—an easy feature I’ve come to appreciate and love since last night—and pops it open so my heavy, round tits bounce free.
At the same moment I light up a golden pink color. Soft, and hazy. Not explosive and dangerous.
“Oh for sun’s sake,” he groans. “You will be the death of me, princess. I don’t know how much more I can take.” Then he leans forward, making me lie back, and presses both his palms into the mattress on either side of my head.
I gaze up at him, into those eyes—those bright, violet eyes—and say, “Get naked.”
He chuckles a little, shoots me a sideways smile, then stands up and takes off his shirt.
Oh, for the love of God. I die with him then. Because his body—his body is like the perfect stone sculpture.
I sit up again, reaching for his belt so I can take off his pants, but he pushes me back and says, “Stay right where you are.”
And then he slowly peels my bodysuit down my legs and tosses it aside.
My mouth opens, in awe of the way that felt and the way he looks at me. The way his eyes glance down to my wet pussy as I open my legs for him, then back up to my face and shine a little brighter.
“Now what?” I ask.
But before the words are even out of my mouth he’s kicked off his boots and is unbuckling his belt. It jingles as he pops the button on his pants, and pulls out not one, but both cocks. Hard as rocks and so thick they spill over the firm grasp his fingers have on them.
He jerks on them. Pumping them back and forth, then let’s go so he can strip off his pants.
I cannot take my gaze off him.
How I went from runaway princess to the soulmate of this beautiful booty hunter in the span of three days, I will never understand. Ever.
But I don’t dwell on that. Not one bit. Not when this perfect specimen of a man leans forward and places both his hands on either side of my hips as his mouth begins to kiss his way up my stomach. He stops at my breasts, taking one in his hand as he licks circles around my large, tight nipple, catching the diamond nipple ring with his teeth.