Royal Fake

“Seems I do.” I playfully shrugged my shoulders.

“Why don’t you pour our tea and I’ll see what I can do about this.” She walked over to me, knelt to her knees in front of me and doffed my towel as she began to kiss the head of my cock which was painfully swollen.

Her tongue massaged the tip as her lips gently sucked me into her mouth. As a matter of instinct, my hand reached for the back of her head and encouraged her further onto my cock. Her tongue wrapped around the base of my shaft and glided up and down with her head bouncing gently on me. She swallowed the saliva that had formed, and soft sweet sensations rocked the tip of my dick. I couldn’t take it anymore, I was either going to shove my cock down her throat, which in my opinion was not befitting a gentleman, or put her over the back of the dining room chair and fuck her silly. I went with option two. I grabbed her shoulders and whispered harshly in her ear. I hoped she knew I was in the throes of passion and not just being a dickhead.

“Turn around.” I moved her to the chair and pressed my hand on the small of her back bending her over. “Can I have you?” I asked seeking her consent.

“Yes,” she barely breathed as I lifted her tight skirt up off her sweet ass and brought her lacy underwear down to her knees and then spread her legs out with my own.

Her pussy was already quite wet when my fingers found it, but I pressed and pinched at her clit roughly as she began bucking into my hand, slicking it with her need. I knew she was ready for me. This was going to be fast and furious. We didn’t want our breakfast to get cold for one, but more importantly, I had to have her again. I wasn’t kidding when I’d told her I wanted to spend the day in bed. I dove right into her and filled her to the hilt, she winced and cried out in ecstasy.

“Sorry, love.” I thrust into her. “But you drive me fucking mad.” I pulsed in a few more times and was soon gloriously buried into her sweet tight pussy.

Her hands gripped my arms as I held her hips steady, taking my onslaught. “Oh my god, Liam.” Her head arched back as she ground down hard on me. “Jesus, fucking god, oh my god…” she was going to cum I could feel that tiny pussy of her clench me… damn her Kegel muscles, they would be my ruin.

I wrapped my hand around her waist as her head angled back to mine and held her still while my cock hard fucked her from behind. It didn’t take long before I exploded making it out of her just in the nick of time.

Chapter 7

Avery

That man had me seriously twisted. I don’t know why I cared that he lied to me and didn’t say he was a prince. If I were in his shoes, I may have done the same thing. What bothered me was that I thought he was pretending to be someone else so he could just have a woman for the night, get his kicks then go back to being a decent person when he went home. Not that I knew the prince of Ireland was a decent person, he may not have been. Until last night I didn’t even know a prince of Ireland existed.

I was down for a one-night stand. I should have been okay with whatever he was. It wasn’t going to be more than one night, and he’d be heading back to Ireland soon, but for some reason, I felt like I’d fallen into a trap. And then, I let him have sex with me again and it was aggressive, hot, and sexy. I couldn’t even speak after we were done; I just pulled my panties back up, righted my skirt and sat down to the plate of food he’d set in front of me before we started going at it. I just sat there and ate, one bite after the other in a daze.

“Are you okay?” The question sounded very genuine.

“You’ve messed up my brain,” I blathered out like a zombie.

“Well, that makes two of us.” He took a bit of his food and stared at me.

“How so? I’ve been with exactly four guys. You?” I glared at him hoping to start a fight big enough so I could hate him and go home.

“Oooh, okay, much more than four women. You’ve got me there.” He grinned sheepishly.

“How many would you say?” I speared an entire sausage and bit the end of it for effect.

He pretended to be affronted. “Are you calling me a slut?”