Page 17 of The Prince's Pet

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“You already drive me crazy,” Larz’s hips worked back and forth impulsively.

I grinned up at him before trailing my tongue up the beautiful curve of his thick cock. Swirling along the ridge at his tip, he sucked in a violent breath before his hands twined into my hair, holding me still.

Fisting my hand around his girth, I sucked my cheeks and pressed the tip of his cock to the back of my throat, swallowing and enjoying the smooth groove of his searing hot erection. I then pressed a hand between his legs, cupping his heavy sac in my hand. Larz’s legs shook, his hands gripping at my hair as the sharp angle of his jaw hardened with barely held control.

“I can't take your lips on me, sweetheart. It’s too much.” Heat radiated from his touch, making me feel warm and safe and so loved. “I want to see you.”

He slipped out of my mouth and pushed the fancy cupcakes Granny had ordered for us off of the table. They landed in a mess, before he pushed a finger through the delicate white frosting and smeared it down my cleavage. In the next breath, he was licking up the sweetness, make me ache and moan for him. His fingers already thumbing the buttons through their holes on the back of my dress, pushing the fabric off my shoulders.

His hands pulling down my lace panties in the next breath.

Cool air caressed my skin, sending shudders through my body as his knuckles brushed against me. Larz’s fingers slid the dress over my hips and swirled arousal at the burning bud of my clit. I arched, pushing my fingers through the strands of his hair when his lips attached at my throat and sucked. Desire surged through me, tingling and burning up my skin and making me feel a thousand different feelings in one moment.

“I’m useless when your hands are on me.”

One of his fingers plunged into my body, the invasion erotic as nerves burned up with exquisite fire.

“That means I’m doing my job, then.” His fingers pushed in and out of my pussy, his thumb swirling in fierce circles at my clit. Soft moans charged past my lips as all the sensations flooding through me became too intense. My legs shook and my fingernails crushed his shirt as I rode the rhythm of his hand, chasing a wave of pleasure and coming ever closer to the crest.

Larz moved down my body, his nose tracing the indentation of my navel before hovering over the bare skin of my pussy. He inhaled sharply, eyes burning as they peered back at me before sliding his tongue between my thighs. With his fingers pressing into my body, his tongue running flat against my clit, my nerves hummed with fire until he drew a swift orgasm out of me. My chest heaving, I came down from a high like I’d never experienced before, his hands roaming up my skin and kissing my lips before I could even recover.

Larz caught my lips with his, my arousal climbing higher with the taste of me on him. His cock pushed past my entrance, my body pulsing with every nerve he touched. I moaned when he seated himself fully inside of me, his hands clutching at my hips and holding me in place as he pumped, his cock driving me to the jagged edge. Larz hooked my knees around his biceps and pushed me further up the cool tabletop, every inch of my skin buzzing with lust as his lips trailed down my neck, his mouth sucking at my collarbone. One hand slipped between us and he was thumbing my clit again.

“Come on my cock, Pet. Soak me. Let me hear you.”

My teeth clamped down as his thumb sped up, his cock angled and hitting a bundle of nerves I didn’t even know existed. My nails dug into the flesh of his back, his thumbs gripping my hips so firmly I thought he might leave bruises. His marks.

Delicious coils of lust unfurled in my belly at the thought. I wanted to be his, I loved the thought of wearing a piece of him on me. My heart battered my rib cage wildly as his tongue traced down my neck, between the flesh of my breasts, swirling at my cleavage and catching a nipple between his teeth.

His dark eyes shimmered back at me, his hips sped up and he angled the base of his cock at just the right angle to grate perfectly across my clit.

I sucked in frantic gulps of air, his body hard and damp with sex as he sucked on my nipple, jagged thrusts driving me over the edge. A tornado of lust spun through my head as his thighs held him firmly, his cock jerking with waves of release. I could show him what my words couldn’t say. He could feel it in those moments pulsing between us.


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