His cock feels so good as he grinds himself into me. I’m losing my mind as I work back against him, moving faster and faster, savoring the feeling of his rough hands against my smooth skin.
He grabs onto my hips and fucks me deeper, like an animal. I love it, and I know I’m getting so close. I can’t think about anything but the intense glow of his cock filling me, spreading me apart, and burning me to pieces. I use my hands to press back against him, working my back and my hips, needing to feel that explosive pleasure one more time.
He grabs my hair and tilts my head back, wrapping his other arm around my body. “You want to come, don’t you, princess?” he whispers in my ear. “I can tell. You’re getting desperate for it.”
“Yes,” I admit. “I want it. Just don’t stop.”
“I know you do.” I can feel his smirk against my ear as he grinds into me slowly, spreading pleasure through my core. “What are you going to give me?”
“Anything,” I moan, completely lost now. “Anything you want.”
“I want to come in that pretty mouth of yours.”
“Please,” I say. “I’ll swallow it all.”
He presses me back down and resumes fucking me with a new intensity. I take his thick cock, moving to match his rhythm, speeding up and moaning. I toss my hair back as the pleasure peaks and my whole body goes into convulsions.
I come hard, the explosive pleasure rocking over my spine in a tingle that nearly makes me black out. He doesn’t hold back though, he just grabs my hair and rocks his cock into me. I let him take me, unable to do anything but come as I lose control of everything. I know I’m in good hands though as he fucks me through it, never relenting, never letting me have a break.
And as it slowly starts to recede, he pulls himself from me.
“Now,” he says to me. “Suck my cock.”
I turn and quickly take him between my lips. I start sucking him as fast as I can, using my other hand to slide along his shaft. He grunts his pleasure as he comes in my mouth and I take his whole load in the back of my throat, never hesitating to swallow every single drop.
Slowly he finishes and I clean him with my mouth. We sink down into the water together. He pulls me against his chest and kisses my hair, taking a deep breath.
“You know, I can’t get you pregnant if you let me come in your mouth,” he says to me.
I laugh softly. “I didn’t think of that.”
“Don’t they teach you where babies come from in America?”
“I guess not. And anyway, that was your choice.”
“I can’t be held responsible for what I want when I’m fucking you.” He tilts my chin up and kisses me softly. “I have no control over myself.”
“Yeah,” I say softly, putting my head against his chest. “I know what you mean.”
We sit there together, chatting softly, but mostly just enjoying the company. It feels good in that hot tub, and although we’re both mostly naked, neither of us puts any more clothes on. Clothes just don’t seem important when he’s around.
19
Nolan
My toes are like little prunes when we finally emerge from the hot tub. We head back to the room together to shower, and I let her get in first.
“If I join you in there, I don’t think you’ll get clean,” I say to her with a grin.
She laughs as she disappears into the bathroom. “You’re probably right,” she admits.
I grin to myself, a towel draped around my shoulders as her shower starts. I step out into the living room, grab a seltzer water from the refrigerator, and twist open the top as I turn on the television.
I keep smiling to myself as I idly surf through the channels. I keep seeing Hazel’s body, her bathing suit bottom pushed aside, her legs straddling my hips as she rides my cock. The girl drives me wild, and I find my cock starting to stir a little bit just thinking about the way she said she’d give me anything.
I can’t help but imagine what that means. I want to feel every inch of her, and I know exactly what I want.
I almost miss it. I’m moving through the channels, daydreaming about fucking Hazel again, when I pass over a news channel. I’m about to switch away, but I hear Hazel’s name, and it makes me pause.
I assume it’s just another story about who she is. The whole nation is buzzing about Hazel. It seems that the media was convinced I’d never find a wife, but this whole consort thing, plus her being a foreigner, has really made everyone go crazy.
Polovia isn’t welcoming to outsiders. It’s a small country that’s ethnically homogenous, so any new person that doesn’t fit into the traditional Polovian culture stands out. People don’t take kindly to those that stand out, although I’ve been trying to help change that attitude. It has gotten better over the years. The younger generations are more liberal than their parents, and so on and so forth, but it’s time to modernize. I can’t wait another generation or two for my country to catch up with the rest of Europe and the free world.