“You know I do, but…” I couldn’t finish before she was on me again. “Princess…”
“Yes!” she gasped. “Call me your princess!”
She arched her spine in such delightful, seductive curves. She looked so impossibly sexy and intoxicating. It took all my self-control not to take her right now.
She nearly drove me out of my mind by wrapping her fingers around my shaft again. I groaned, and she gasped in ecstasy.
“Take me!” she whispered into my mouth. “I need to.”
“No…” I began, but she didn’t listen.
She jammed her knees into the chair on either side of my hips to hoist herself up. She steered my cock into her crotch and rubbed the head against her panties.
I could live with that, but a second later, her wetness slid her panties aside. She plowed the head of my cock between her swollen, slippery lips.
“Princess…” I groaned. “You don’t want to do that…”
She froze when she jammed the head right against her tight, hot box. Her drunken eyes locked on me, and her mouth fell open in a silent scream of desperate, ravenous, aching bliss when she popped the head inside.
I stared into those eyes. She actually did it. She shoved me inside her, and her hot, powerful muscles spasmed around the head.
I groaned in agony. Fuck, she was so tight! Before I could think to stop her, she sank down on me and crushed me inside her.
“Princess…” I croaked.
Her eyes floated half-closed in that blur of fevered madness. She kept staring at me with her mouth open in crazed rapture as her muscles crushed me in that blistering channel.
“Yes!” she rasped. “Oh, yes!”
“Baby!” I whispered, and she started to rock.
Her hot juices pumped around my shaft, and her beautiful body swayed and hummed with mind-blowing energy.
She rocked faster, and her breasts fell in my face. I couldn’t stop myself from sucking and kissing and nibbling them.
She whimpered in my brain and pulled me in. She picked up the pace, grinding her sweet box down hard on my shaft. Was she really doing this? Was she really riding me and winding herself up on my cock?
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her down faster and harder. She yelped in my ear while I sucked her nipples and nicked them with my teeth.
“Yes!” she whimpered in my ears. “Yes! Oh, fuck, yes! Oh my God! Don’t stop!”
I hauled her into me in deep, breaking thrusts. Her pussy responded to every stroke, and she spasmed in time to my rhythm.Princess. I’d been calling her that for years, but now I really meant it.
She pulled back and kissed me once. Then she straightened up and looked right down into my eyes.
Her body undulated in magical waves ending with the smallest flexing kick of her hips. Those wicked moves propelled her down hard on my cock and squeezed her juices all over my shaft.
Her blurry eyes hovered before me in some kind of dream come to life. Her breasts slapped and swayed in front of me. Her bra pushed them up to point at my face.
I cradled them and massaged them while she worked herself into a frenzy. Her cries escalated to tiny screams.
She dug her fingertips into my chest and then, without warning, she threw back her head. Her hair cascaded down her back, and she screamed loud and long. Did anyone else hear her? I really didn’t care anymore.
She cantered on my cock, propelling herself into such a warm rush of orgasmic pleasure that I barely held it together until she finished.
She tipped forward, and her shocked face registered no recognition anymore. She didn’t know me… or did she?
I hoisted her up, took a step toward the desk, and sat her down on it. She toppled, and I caught her in time to lower her onto her back.