I chuckled. “Oh, I have a feeling I’m about to regret my words.”
Hannah raised a perfectly arched eyebrow. “Maybe. Now, strip for me.”
Her confidence took me by surprise. I couldn’t help but smirk as I got up from the bed. I slowly undid the buttons of my collared shirt, pulling my silk tie off with greater haste than I intended. She sat on the edge of the mattress, crossing her legs casually as she watched. Her eyes practically looked golden in the soft glow of the bedroom lights. They reminded me of giant spotlights, keeping me the center of attention.
I was about to give her the show of a lifetime.
After throwing my shirt to the floor, I slowly undid my belt and the front of my pants. Hannah licked her lips, eyes raking over me heatedly as she inspected my hard chest and tight abs. Yes, that was right. Even with all the princely duties I had to take care of, I still made time to hit the estate’s fully equipped indoor gym. Washboard abs like these didn’t come without some hard work, after all.
I eventually dropped trou, as Americans tended to say, hooking my thumbs over the waistband of both my pants and boxer briefs. I grinned at Hannah’s obviously amazed expression, lips parted slightly as if to gasp, though she made no sound. Her pupils were wide with desire.
“Wow,” she whispered. “I mean, not wow. That made me sound super lame.”
I chuckled. “Impressive, I know.”
She rolled her eyes, playful grin upon her lips. “Someone’s full of themselves.”
I gestured at my body. “Can you blame me?”
Hannah didn’t say another word. She slipped off the edge of the mattress and got down on her knees in front of me, placing her hands on my hips for support. I shivered in delight when her tongue flicked out across the head of my cock, which was half-hard and steadily getting stiffer. When she wrapped her lips around me, I sucked in a sharp breath through gritted teeth.
Her mouth was divine.
It should have been illegal to have a mouth like hers. When she swirled her tongue around, a hand gripping the base of my cock, I was overwhelmed with the feeling of pleasure that my vision nearly whited out. A deep, guttural groan escaped my lungs as I threaded my fingers through her hair. I didn’t dare apply any pressure, preferring to allow Hannah to work at her own pace. She swallowed me down, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked. She stroked the length of my cock as she bobbed her head at a steady, rhythmic pace, edging me closer and closer to climax. I had to pull away at the last minute, afraid that the intense heated coil inside my gut was building far too quickly. Things would be over embarrassingly fast at this rate.
“Get on the bed,” I ordered, voice a bit gruff and raspy.
Hannah wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and nodded, doing exactly as she was told. Reaching behind her with surprising flexibility, she pulled down the zipper to the back of her dress and let the fabric fall, pooling at her feet. Much to my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. The sight of her weighty breasts and delectably smooth pussy made my cock throb painfully.
She shrugged. “It was a tight dress. I was worried about lines.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“Then get over here and stop gawking.”
“Right,” I cleared my throat. “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”
Hannah giggled as I crawled on top of her, capturing her mouth as quickly as I could to swallow her needy moans. My hands explore the shape of her body eagerly, studying curves and muscle and delicate skin. My fingers grazed over her entrance, already wet with desire. I inserted a single finger, curling it slowly in a beckoning motion to aim for her sweet spot. Hannah let out a gasp, tossing her head back into the mountain of pillows that told me I found exactly what I was looking for.
“You’re so nice and wet for me,” I growled against the crook of her neck, sucking a hard-enough kiss into her skin to leave it red.
“William,” she whined. “Stop teasing me and fuck me.”
“I like how demanding you are,” I hummed, immediately reaching for the nightstand’s drawer. I shuffled about and located a condom and a tiny bottle of strawberry flavored lube. “How do you want me?”
“Fuck, I don’t know,” she admitted, a little breathless. “Whichever way you want.”
I smirked, rolling on the condom with ease. “Very well,” I replied, licking my lips.
I easily lifted her and rolled her over, forcing her to get up on her hands and knees. I ravenously grabbed at her ass, more than a little turned on by how soft her skin was. I lined my cock up with her pussy and pressed in slowly, doing my best to distract myself with thoughts of duties back home. Hannah felt good. Too good. So good that our evening together was going to be over far too quickly if I didn’t concentrate. My top priority was pleasing her, so that was exactly what I was going to do.