He looked at the note and raised his eyes to meet mine. By the look on his face, he was picking up the hidden meaning to my question.
Yes.
I nodded and looked back up at the professor and the clock above his shoulders. This class had about five more minutes, and then I could go home with Royce.
Home. He was already starting to feel like home to me.
**
The ride back to the apartment was fun. I was straddling Royce’s lap as we kissed like two teenagers. I felt the hardness of his cock under me, and I rocked against it, setting off fireworks of desire in my core.
I wanted him so badly. I wanted to feel more of the pleasure he’d given me the night before. My body craved another release. I felt warmth spreading through me as my body sought more connection to him. I needed him inside me. Involuntarily, my pussy clamped down at the thought of his hard shaft pounding into me.
Royce’s lips broke from mine and he trailed kisses down the column of my throat. His hand slid under my shirt as he cupped my breasts, his thumbs stroking across my hardened nipples before he sucked one in his mouth, lace bra and all.
I grasped the back of his head, my fingers threaded through his hair, my hips pumping and pulsing against him. I needed to get off soon. I was teetering on the edge of a massive orgasm, but I needed something to push me over the edge.
“Please…” I paused for a second before whispering the word that we both wanted to hear. “Daddy.”
Royce groaned against my breast; the vibration enhanced everything. He slid one hand down to grip my ass through my skirt, and the other trailed up my thigh.
“You need Daddy to fuck your pussy, baby?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
“Oh, I’ll fuck my baby’s pussy when we are home in bed—naked.” He stroked the panel of my panties. They were soaked with my need for him. “My baby has to be patient.” His finger traced the length of the wet fabric under my skirt before he applied pressure right above my clit. I squirmed to get the touch where I wanted it, but it did no good. Even with me on top, Daddy was in control.
**
I couldn’t look at Tony when we got out of the car. He knew exactly what we had been up to in the back of the car. If my hips grinding onto Royce’s lap and rocking the car hadn’t told him, then the disheveled appearance of our clothes as we got out of the back of it told the story.
We’d been on the verge of fucking as we rode through the streets of Manhattan. Hand in hand, we got into the elevator and rode the whole way up to the apartment. Our eyes were locked on each other like we couldn’t wait to get there and rip each other’s clothes off.
When we got off the elevator and into the front door, Royce turned and pinned me against the unforgiving steel door. “I’m going to fuck you in every room of this house. You’ll be so sore tomorrow you won’t even be able to walk straight, and so tired you won’t be able to leave the bed.”
Yes! My body shivered with excitement at his words. I wanted that. I’ve wanted that for so damn long.
“Good thing I don’t have school tomorrow then,” I whispered before he claimed my mouth in another drugging kiss.
Royce lifted me against him and carried me back to the bedroom we shared the night before. He sat me down by the bed and started removing my clothes piece by piece, kissing every inch of flesh he uncovered along the way.
When he stepped back from me, I was completely naked before him. His eyes were filled with untamed, wild lust as they raked over my nude form. I never felt so beautiful or so wanted in my life.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Narina. I can’t wait to see your belly growing with my child.” His voice was husky and gruff; the raspy edge to it danced on my desires, stoking the fires hotter.
I might not be able to read well, but I loved audiobooks, and I’d listened to my fair share of erotic novels,Fifty Shades of Greywas one of my favorites. I had always been curious about that lifestyle, and with Royce wanting me to call him Daddy, I took a chance and lowered myself to my knees before him.
When I looked up into his rugged, handsome face, my breath caught. The look he was giving me went beyond normal desire. It was possessive and carnal, like he knew he owned me forever.
Chapter Twelve
Royce
She was fucking perfect. I looked down into her beautiful brown eyes that were begging for something she didn’t fully understand, but I got it. I understood her.
“Unbuckle my belt, baby.” My voice was gruff even to my own ears, but I couldn’t help it. I had the biggest hard-on of my life because of the woman on her knees in front of me.
She reached up slowly and undid the belt. I removed my shirt and watched as her eyes ran over the muscles of my chest and shoulders. I worked out a lot since it was my job to sit behind a computer for hours on end. Her hungry eyes appreciating my efforts made it all worth it.