My Prince Charming - A Steele Fairy Tale

“We don’t have to have sex, but I have to touch you, and I don’t want to hurt you. Damn, you’re going to make me come.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.”

“God, no. I just can’t think around you. I want you coming while I’m deep inside you, giving you every drop of me.”

“Edward. I want you too. I want to please you. Just touching you has my body doing things I never thought it would. I want to wrap my lips around your thick cock, wondering if it will feel just as good as it does in my hands.”

“You’re killing me. I would love to see you on your knees pleasing me with this beautiful mouth, but I want to be inside your pussy when I come.”

He kneels in front of me and slides my bottoms off, lowering his head to breathe me in. I nervously want to move him away, but he growls over my mound and pulls my legs apart, sliding his broad shoulders between them and swipes his tongue across my slit. It tingles, and then he does it again while parting my lips with his fingers. When he flicks my clit, I can’t even hold back the moan. My body withers around, looking for more of the pleasure his tongue is giving me.

“Edward,” I cry out, biting my fist to stop from coming loudly. He pumps a finger into my hole as his mouth works magic on my pussy.

“Don’t hold back from me. Never hold back from me, Princess. Give me what I deserve.”

“Edward,” I shout, arching my back and rolling my hips as I have my first orgasm. He laps up every bit of my juices as he continues his onslaught. I’m not sure if I’m on the verge of another one as he moves over me with his cock at my entrance. With just the tip inside, I’m stretched. He moves upward, removing my T-shirt and tossing it. I missed when he took his off, but damn, he’s ripped in every damn way that makes me want to lick his abs and chest. My walls flutter.

“Your tits are perfect.” He swipes his tongue over my sensitive tip while cupping the other in his strong hand. “Are you ready to be mine?”

I nod. “Good, because you’ve always been mine, Princess.” He rolls his hips and slams through my innocence. He’s right. I was his before I knew it.

“Only mine,” he growls against my ear. Reaching between us, he strokes my clit. “Relax for me. I don’t want to put my baby in you too soon. I want you to come for me first.”

“I thought I just did.”

“I want you to come on my dick. You’re going to coat my cock with your sweet, sticky cream, aren’t you? You’re going to give me what I need. I know you want to please me. Nothing would please me more than to have you soak my meat while I fill you.”

“Yes, your highness.” He drops his mouth down on mine, kissing me as he begins moving again. Slowly I relax, feeling the smooth girth tunneling through me. It’s incredible as I cling to him without using my one arm. His cock is stretching me to the fullest, but I’m loving the pain.

He bites my lip and then works down the crook of my neck, sucking and whispering as he rocks over and over into me. “I’m going to be in you every chance I get, Ella. I’m going to fuck you on every surface of our house. You’re mine, and I’m never going to let you go. Do you want to stay with me, Princess?”

“Yes,” I scream as my orgasm crashes into me and my walls tighten around his monster cock.

“Forever,” he whispers, rhythmically stroking inside me until he roars out his release. Sweaty and panting, I reach up and run my fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes, absorbing my touch.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you, Princess.”

“No, but we didn’t use any protection. I’m not on birth control.”

“I know. I read your chart. Besides, we don’t need protection. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Soon maybe we’ll be adding to it.”

“I’m not interested in other women, Edward,” I hiss.

He starts laughing. “Neither am I, Princess. I’m talking about the baby I’m going to put in you.”

“You were serious?”

“I’m pretty sure coming inside your pussy without anything is pretty serious. As a doctor, I’m certain that’s how you make babies.”

I roll my eyes at him. “Is that how they’re made? I totally missed that somehow.”

“Brat.”

“What are you going to do about it, Doctor?”

“I’d fuck your pretty ass again, but you need rest and so does your little pussy. I’d hate to make you too sore.”

“Are you going to pull out of me?”

“I think it’s a little late for that,” he teases. “I’m kidding.” When he does, I nearly cry out from the pain. I’m more sensitive than I thought I was. “Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” He looks down at his cock and then smiles.