Princely Passions

“Take me, baby. Take all of me,” he kisses my neck, and I pull his hair while poking my ass in the air.

“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum for you, love. Only for you,” he groans, and I feel him lose control. His pace is wild and his thrusts have no rhythm about them anymore, he’s just desperate for his own orgasm and I’m eager to bring him to climax.

“Please, baby! I want it!” I beg and he growls, pumping me even faster, our colliding bodies making a loud clapping noise.

“Fuck!” He groans, but it’s a mix of a moan, weak and desperate.

He slams into me one more time and then I feel him still, his manhood jerks and spasms inside me while he growls and squeezes me tighter.

Clenching my pussy around him, I inch my ass back, slowly rocking him in ant out of me a few more times.

“Milk me, baby,” he whispers into my neck before sprinkling gentle kisses on my shoulder. I continue clenching my sex and sliding on and off his cock until he no longer twitches. Pulling out of me, I feel empty the second he’s gone as he rolls over onto his back before leaving the bed, walking towards the back of the bedroom.

I assume it’s a bathroom because I hear water running. Did he want to shower immediately afterwards? I can’t even think too long, my mind and body are spent, exhaustion is sweeping over me. Should I leave and go back to my room? I can’t believe that’s how he regularly fucks women, but I don’t want to seem like a sprung virgin. Well, ex-virgin. Holy hell, I’ve given Derrick fucking Blaine my virginity. Never in a million years would I have thought that. But I also would’ve never guessed how amazing it would be. I came three times!

Don’t ask, because nothing has changed between us. Don’t go thinking I’m head over heels in love with him I know what this is, and who he is. I’m not going to let this go to my head or anything. He’s still the same guy, just incredibly sexy, and a master in the bedroom, but besides that he’s the same.

Just as I’m beginning to get lost in my thoughts Derrick returns from the bathroom carrying a white washcloth.

“Open up, baby,” he says softly and I’m shocked that the intimacy wasn’t just something he added during the sex.

Moving his hand slowly, he wipes my sex with the warm towel, cleaning me gently. When he lifts the towel I see the bright red stains and gasp before looking down at his sheets. There’s a large blood stain and I’m horrified.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry!” I cover my mouth as my cheeks flame wit embarrassment.

“It’s okay, love,” he actually chuckles.

“No, it’s not,” I move my legs away from the mess.

“Honestly, I probably wouldn’t have believed you were a virgin without it. You were driving me wild,” he smirks.

“Really?” I ask in disbelief. I felt like I was affecting him, but to hear him say it feels really good. He doesn’t even answer, instead he just nods down to the anaconda hanging between his legs. The growing erection the proof of my effect on him. I giggle in response while he pulls the sheets from the bed before assuring me he can afford new sheets and insisting I don’t worry about it.

“You’re worth a million sets of sheets,” he grins before carrying the dirty linen out of the room.

15

Derrick

I’m sitting in the news studio for the Today, USA taping and wondering for the millionth when I can fuck Daphne again.

That’s right. Prince fucking Sin finally managed to get into Daphne’s pants. I got to gorge on that tight fucking body of hers. I got to grab her amazing tits and squeeze that wonderful ass.

And let me tell you, I wouldn’t even have known she’s a virgin. I mean, fuck me, she’s got the fucking skills of a porn star.

Who would have thought that a stripper would turn out to be a virgin? That on her first time, she’d end up being the best fuck I’d ever had in my e

ntire fucking life?

Jesus fucking Christ, this girl is like fucking crack. I’ve never smoked any, but I can only imagine this is how addiction feels. There is literally no part of me that’s thinking of losing her.

Instead, I just want to wrap my fucking arms around her cute little body and hold her fucking close to me.

Don’t you fucking look at me like that. I’m not going fucking soft. You saw what I did to that wanker ex-boyfriend of hers. I am not losing my fucking edge. I will kick the living shit out of you if you say to anyone that I am.

“So, welcome to the program, Prince Derrick,” one of the two hosts, Robin Lefler, is greeting me - waking me up from my daydreams.

That’s right. I decided to come back on television, do a few PR fluff pieces, and give the people of New York something more to know me by than me flashing my cock in the air on camera.