Princely Passions

I

feel an enormous tension lifting from me and I’m desperate for the release that’s just around the corner. Every furious pump into me makes my temperature rise. My blood is singing his name, shooting through my veins and heating my whole body. I feel the salty-sweat on my skin, taste it around us with the musk of our fucking coating the air.

Dominic wraps his arm around me, scooping me from the collarbone up against him. “I fucking need you and I know you needed me. Now cum for me, baby girl. You know how much I want you,” Dominic says. There’s something in his voice that breaks something within me, releasing a dam of emotion that floods through me just like my pussy gushes out cum.

Dominic slams me down on him, holding me tight against him so my pussy milks his cock for his own thundering orgasm. My pussy is coating his cock in cum and now he’s cumming so hard I feel it sliding out of me and mixing with my cum. The rug may be white, but it's going to have a new pearlescent sheen after this.

I can’t believe I’m getting turned on thinking about our cum staining his rug, but that’s the biggest thing on my mind right now. His hands are all over me, holding me close, and he’s kissing my shoulder, my neck. I feel so close to him right now that it makes the ache of him not wanting to let my friends know we’re together a little worse. I reach my hands back and touch him, pull his face to mine after I stroke his arms and bring him in for a kiss. I don’t want to think about anything right now.

I just want to live in this kiss forever, before the afterglow wears off and being upset has time to sink in all over again.

When Dominic breaks the kiss, trailing his mouth lower, he turns me around. Looking into my eyes, I can’t breathe for a second. I swear my heart skips a beat, and I forget everything but the way that I feel when he looks at me.

Dominic scoops me up in his arms. I wrap an arm around his neck, pulling myself closer to him and listening to his heart. That sound matters more to me than anything else right now. I think about how everything that’s him is because of this organ inside him, working hard to keep him alive. I think about how powerful and strong Dominic is, and that sound is all part of it. When he lays me down on the bed, I think I can still hear his heartbeat in my mind.

It was fast, not just from cumming, but because he knows we’re on the precipice. I stormed out for a reason. He decided to seduce me this way and I’ve got to start thinking in a level-headed way. But all my body and my heart wants right now is for him to be okay.

What even is that?

“Daphne, I…” Dominic starts. He stops and looks at me, crooking his head to the side. “Are you okay?” he asks me. His voice is so tender. The passion in the sentiment of his statement makes me forget again to aim my frustration at him in any way other than this.

I spread my legs wide. “Come here, daddy, I need you,” I say, licking my lower lip more out of nerves then playing up our taboo little game. I feel the same thrill shoot through me now, but there’s something else that’s making me tingle.

Dominic pulls me close, getting between my legs and sliding his cock deep inside me. His eyes never look away from mine as he sinks his cock into me. His hand on the small of my back guides me deeper.

I roll my hips and slide myself down on him. We’re filthy, covered in each other’s cum, slick together and fucking again. But I like it. The smell of us is thick and the taste of him is all I crave.

We tangle each other up in our arms and slide together. His cock fills up every inch of me and I’m already so close to cumming again. I lock my hands together behind his back and I lift my ass up and shove my breast into his mouth. His tongue and teeth connect with my nipple and I yell out, “Fuuuuuuck!” I’m cumming so hard you wouldn’t believe that just minutes ago we were defiling a rug.

Dominic’s hands squeeze my ass hard, and I feel his steel-hard cock jet streams of cum deep in my pussy. He pulls me down on him and bottoms out in me, emptying all his cum deep in my pussy.

I rest my head against his shoulder, collapsing from the intensity of my orgasm. His cock keeps pumping into me, and he wraps his arms around me, cradling me. I kiss his neck, tasting the sweat on his skin.

I’m doomed, I tell you. Because even as angry as I was, I have no intentions of tearing myself from Dominic’s arms.

55

Daphne

I walk into the dimly lit bar and look around for Heather. She said she’d be wearing a bright purple shirt that sparkles, so she shouldn’t be hard to spot. I see a flash on the far wall, and make my way over.

“Hi, darlin’,” she says, standing up and giving me air kisses.

We settle back down into our seats, and after giving our waiter my order for a cosmo, I decide to just come right out and say it. “I dumped Dominic yesterday.”

Just saying the words is like a knife through my heart. I’ve never said such awful words in all my life, I swear to God I haven’t. I hate them. I hate feeling this way. I’m just glad the bar is dim so she can’t see how red my eyes are. I don’t think I’ve stopped crying in the last 24 hours.

But that look on his face when I asked him to come with me to the concert—he looked like he’d just swallowed a live eel on accident. It was not the response I was looking for.

If he’s only willing to be around me where no one can see us, and this hide-me-away relationship could potentially ruin my career … well, why should I put up with that? There were just too many red flags being raised.

It was smart to break up with him. Smart.

I ignore the pain pounding through me and instead listen to what Heather is babbling on about. “…with benefits, I was okay with that, and then he wanted to do all sorts of kinky shit with me. I gave up my ass for him! You can’t trust what he says, not a word of it. He just likes to use and throw away.”

Hold on, what had she been saying while I’d been throwing myself a one-woman pity party?

“Did you say ‘friends with benefits’?” I ask, trying to keep my voice at an even-keel.