Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

“I want you on your knees, love,” he groaned. “Let me fuck you the way I want.”

I was almost limp in his arms as he pulled out and flipped me on my stomach. But as soon as I felt his back against me, my ass immediately lifted in the air. Holy shit—what was I doing?

“Fuck yes.” He grinned, spreading my legs wide and holding his cock.

I looked over my shoulder at the man who had rocked my world for the second time. I wiggled back and forth, desperate for him to fill me again. I’d never been taken from behind and suddenly the idea of Blaine being the one to do it made me wetter and hotter than I thought possible.

He ran a finger over my swollen entrance. “Damn, baby, you’re soaking.”

Was this the time to tell him I was a virgin at this? Why the hell not?

“I’ve never—I’ve wanted to try this.” I bit my lip.

His green eyes widened. “Fuck, Ava.” He sat back on his heels, his hands caressing my bottom. “Sometimes I think you want to kill me.”

“I shouldn’t have said anything.” I tried to move but he gripped my hips.

“Don’t move,” he commanded. “If this is how you’ve always wanted to be fucked, then shit, I want to be the man to do it. This is our nirvana.”

I felt my nipples harden as they draped over the pillow. I’d never felt such a rush of sexual energy. And then he plunged inside me.

“Oh my God.” I met his thrust with one of my own. He was so deep I whimpered for a second, and then I began to ride against him.

“Yes, love. Fuck me.” He pulled my hips so I jolted onto his dick. I couldn’t stop. My breasts bounced with abandon as Blaine thrust inside me. Each time surging with more power than the last.

“I want to come,” I begged. “Please let me.” My entire body was tense and spent. I was exhausted and turned on. The sweat mingled on our bodies and I felt the burn from his kisses blaze across my back.

He reached around me and tugged on my clit, and I finally let out the scream I had been keeping in all night. The orgasm raged through me. I clenched his cock as it wracked my body with violent shakes. I pulsed and moaned.

I felt Blaine’s arms wrap around me, and with another pump, he thrust inside me, spilling his release.

Our bodies collapsed together on the bed and Blaine tucked me into his arms.

“Fuck, love.”

He massaged my nipples and my head rolled to the side. My body was his to do whatever he wanted with it. I could die like this and know I had been properly fucked by the most brilliant playboy on the planet.

“Are you going to leave in the morning?” I whispered.

He kissed me on the temple. “You’ve lost your bloody mind.” He squeezed my tits tenderly and I wondered if it were true.

The room spun again and I fell asleep, hoping it wasn’t a dream.

15

Blaine

The sun poured through the wooden blinds. There was something heavy weighing my arm to the bed. I looked down to see Ava curled against my chest. I grinned.

She opened her eyes. “You stayed.” She smiled.

“I did.”

She rolled to the side and I stretched my arms overhead, regaining some of the circulation.

“You didn’t have to. I don’t want to make you do something you don’t want to do.”