Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

As soon as the door was open to his room, Cole shoved his jeans to the floor. I wrapped one leg around him and then the other. I groaned feeling him hard between my legs. The dress was hiked to my hips.

I’d never wanted to be fucked as desperately as I did when he was around. Ten years of fantasies had to be released over more than one night. It didn’t make any sense to think I could get my fix one time.

He spun, releasing me on the bed. I bounced softly and Cole pounced.

His lips were everywhere. His hands pried my legs apart and I gasped when he shoved my panties out of the way. I was sore from last night. But it was a good kind of sore. A delicious pain.

He ran his fingers along my clit, circling it.

“Please,” I whispered.

“Please what?” he taunted. “Say something dirty.”

My eyes widened. I bit my lip. “I-I don’t—”

He pulled on the straps on my dress. “Since it’s our last night, say everything you want. Tell me how much you want to be fucked.”

He flicked the tiny buttons and the straps fell off my shoulders. He squeezed my breast.

I nodded. “I do.”

He gnashed his teeth. “That’s not what I told you to do.”

I swallowed hard. Just what he was doing to me, made me wetter. My core was already tingling.

“I want you to fuck me, Cole.”

He groaned. “Say it again.”

“Fuck me.” I stared in his eyes. I’d never meant anything like I meant those words. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel the thickness of his cock slide in and out of me.

“You should be fucked hard for wearing this dress to Bottoms Up.” He grinned devilishly. He yanked on my panties and threw them on the floor.

I nodded. “I should.”

“What if something had happened to you?”

I shook my head. “But it didn’t. You were there.” I wrapped my hands around his neck.

His fingers rounded behind me and I froze. He pressed at my rosebud. His eyes grew hungry. “Shit, Kaitlyn. I want this too. You’re so tight.”

He pushed a finger inside me and I felt an entirely new sensation of fire that spilled through me. God, it felt good to have him play with that forbidden zone.

“I’ve never,” I whispered. I bucked into the motion.

“Never?” he groaned, probing further.

I whimpered. “No.”

“Do you think I can make you come just from doing this?” He withdrew his finger and began pumping it in and out of my ass.

I clenched. I clawed at the bed. I moaned, wanting it deeper. Wanting more. I wanted something in my pussy too.

I nodded, knowing I was going to come fast. There was too much want. I had too much need for this man.

“Please, Cole. Please,” I begged.

“What do you want, baby?”