Princess Next Door

“Do you want my mouth on this pretty pussy?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He moved her onto the bed, and he crawled over her, kissing her lips, and trailing down to take one nipple and then the other, sucking them hard. He bit her, and she cried out. Soothing the pain with his tongue, he began to kiss his way toward her thighs.

She had the prettiest cunt he’d ever seen. Spreading her legs, he circled her nub with his tongue, gliding down until he got to the point just at her entrance when he moved back up, and began to suck on her.

Princess writhed on the bed, and he caught her hands, locking them at her sides. Her body arched as he drove her to her first orgasm. He didn’t want to stop sucking her pretty pussy, but he also didn’t want to wait another second.

Kneeling between her thighs, he tore into the condom and rolled the latex down over his shaft.

Staring into her blue gaze, he pressed the tip of his cock at her entrance and began to slowly sink inside her.

She tensed up, and he had no idea the kind of pain she must be feeling. Her nails sank into the flesh of his arms, and he slammed every inch of his cock inside her. She cried out, and he took hold of her hands, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her.

Her cunt clenched around him, and he wasn’t in any rush to move. Her pussy was so tight. He felt every ripple as she became accustomed to him.

She’s yours now.

Zane kept on kissing her lips, refusing to let her go, wanting to take care of her, to hold her.

“That hurt,” she said, gasping.

“I’m so sorry.”

Tears glistened in her eyes, and he felt like the worst bastard imaginable for hurting her.

She nodded. “I knew it would hurt.”

He released her hands, and pushed some of her hair off her face. “I’m not going to move. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I’m being a girl.”

“I really like that you’re a girl.” This made her laugh.

Zane stared into her eyes, and he couldn’t understand the twisting in his gut, or what it all meant. She was part of him now, and all he wanted to do was to give her everything she ever wanted.

Time passed, and he felt her wiggle and suddenly arch up. “It doesn’t hurt so much now.”

Easing up, he pulled his cock out, taking his time, watching to make sure she wasn’t hurting. She gasped, and he stopped. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No. I don’t. Please, I want it.”

Thrusting back inside her, he did several slow thrusts, seeing that the pain was no longer in her eyes. Rocking inside her, he began to speed up, feeling her pussy tighten around him, and he went deeper, feeling his own orgasm begin to build, spreading through him.

“Oh, wow, that is so … amazing.”

“I’m not going to last, Princess.” He groaned as the pleasure went to the next level. His balls tightened, and he thrust deep within her, and his orgasm spilled into the condom.

He dropped his head against her shoulder, holding most of his body weight off her so he didn’t squash her.

She ran her hands up his back.

“That wasn’t one of my finest moments,” he said, kissing her shoulder.

He pulled away to look at her.

“You don’t think that was a finest moment?” she asked.

“No.” He stroked her cheek. His heart was pounding, and even though all he wanted to do was slump down and go to sleep, he didn’t. “I can do much better.”

“I really enjoyed it.”

“Now you’re just crushing a guy’s ego here.”

She giggled. “You were wonderful, oh great and wise one.” She winked at him.

He found her utterly adorable.

“Any regrets?”

She shook her head. “None. I’ve got no regrets at all. I’m no longer a virgin.”

“I know. Are you done with me now?” he asked, teasing.

“Not even close. I hear there’s a lot to enjoy yet, and I don’t know if you know this, Zane, but I rather like you.”

“Not bad for someone who wanted to call the cops on me.”

“You do have hideous taste in music, but I have since learned that I was mistaken and have no intention of calling the cops, not ever.” She cupped his cheek. “Can I ask you a question?”

“I’m balls deep inside you, Princess. You can ask me anything you want.”

“Do you even know my name?” she asked.

“Yes, I do. I recall it started with a W. I like calling you Princess.”

“Why?”

“You just remind me of one.”

“Okay, I’m not going to touch on that.”

“Was that what you wanted to ask me?” he asked.

She shook her head.

“What did you want to know?”

“Are you good to go again?” she asked.

Her cheeks heated, and she looked so adorable, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “It’ll take me some time to get going, but give me half an hour and I should be good to go again. I’ll even last long longer this time.”