Hollywood Princess (Hollywood Royalty 2)

I get off the bed, and he is in the same position as I was before. His legs hang off the bed, his shorts sitting low on his hips, and his thick cock forming an outline. My hand goes straight for it, and I rub up and down, his shorts moving with me. I take one of my fingers and rub it along his stomach where the waistband sits. Slowly, I slide it under, going right to left, going deeper and deep until I finally touch the soft skin of his cock. I look at him when a moan escapes him. I move his shorts down, getting my first view of his long, thick cock. My hand instinctively fists him, my fingers never able to touch. I twist my fist from the base all the way up, the little drop of pre-cum glistening on the top. I lean my head down and lick the tip, twirling my tongue around. I look down at his cock in my hand, and I swear it takes everything I have not to climb up on him and sink down on it.

“You know what just ran through my mind?” I ask, taking the tip into my hot mouth, my tongue circling the head. He doesn’t answer; he just looks down at me, moving my long hair to the side so he can watch his cock disappear in my mouth. “That I want to sit on you and sink down on your cock.” I take him a bit deeper this time. “Fill me up,” I say once I get to the tip, my hand moving up and down while I speak. I take him in my mouth again, this time deeper, and I’m so hot for him and his cock, I stop talking. One hand is fisting him while the other is buried between my legs. I release his cock and suck one of his balls into my mouth, and his head falls back on the bed. My hand continues to work him up and down with a little twist when it gets to the top.

“Baby.” He blows out a breath. “Come sit on my face.” His eyes are hooded. I get on the bed and crawl to him, taking his mouth as he buries his hands in my long hair that feels like it’s all over the place. He stops kissing me. “Get on my face,” he tells me again, and I throw one leg over his head while my face looks at his cock. He doesn’t wait for me to sit down. He grabs my hips, pulling me down as his tongue slips through me, and I have to hold his chest when I fall forward a touch.

I finally open my eyes and then lie down, taking his cock in my mouth as he tongue fucks me. My mouth is hungry for him, and my hips start moving with the rhythm of my hand stroking his cock. I groan when I feel myself coming again, and I take him all the way in my mouth. “Fuck,” he grumbles from my pussy. “I’m going to come,” he says, and I know because his cock just got a touch thicker in my mouth.

I don’t stop my mouth from working him. I don’t stop my hand from stroking him up and down, and his cum hits the back of my throat the same time I come on his tongue again. I take everything he has to give me; I take it and continue until his semi-hard cock slips out of my mouth. I fall to the side, knowing I won’t be able to move anywhere else. I lie here like a ragdoll and look at him, my pussy juice all over his face. “Fuck this, you, us, is going to be the death of me,” he says, and I don’t know if he’s talking to me or my pussy.

“We can just give in and have sex,” I tell him, trying to lift my hand. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“Want to take a shower with me?” he asks me, and I finally look at his gorgeous body when he sits, then stands up. His chest is wide, his pecs defined. His abs are all on point, the ridges defined, and the side V makes me want to bite it. His cock lays to the side, semi-hard, and I lick my lips again. “Baby.” His voice breaks me out of my daydream.

“What?” I ask him, looking up at him, my hair all over the bed.

“Want to take a shower with me?” he asks me again.

“Will you bend me over and fuck me from behind?” I ask him, propping myself up on one arm. He closes his eyes, his cock starting to rise a bit. “I guess that’s a no then.” I laugh at him and move to get under the covers. “It’s a rest day, and I just had the best orgasms of my life, so I’m going to rest so I can recharge for round two,” I say, lying in the middle of the bed. “Go shower.” He kisses my cheek, and then I watch him walk to the bathroom, his ass on fucking point. “It’s annoying that you have the most perfect body … need you to eat some Chick-fil-A with me,” I mumble to his back, not even sure if he heard me. I listen to the water turn on and tell myself I’m just going to rest my eyes until he comes back.