“There’s nothing I love more than seeing this fucking ass take my thick cock,” he said as he fucked my pussy. I moaned as he finished tearing the dress off my body and tossed it aside.
I had no clue how much money he had just casually tossed aside like that, but it only made me want it more. I bucked my hips back, riding along his thick cock. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck me, slamming back inside me, making me take him.
He reached forward and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. “You want me to fuck you rough, don’t you?” he whispered.
“Yes, please. Fuck me, Trip. Fuck me. I’m so fucking close.”
His hand reached around my hips and began to work my clit as he fucked me. I gripped the headboard tighter, rocking my hips back against him.
“That’s right. Ride my fucking cock,’ he said. I obeyed, slamming my hips back, feeling him sliding deep in and out.
He slapped my ass hard and I moaned. He slapped it again, and it only made me ride him harder. He grabbed my hips and pushed back. Then he pressed me forward. I took my hands off the headboard as he pressed my face into a pillow. I moaned loudly as he fucked me hard, mercilessly and savagely. I took his thick cock, completely out of myself.
“Take your king’s cock,” he commanded.
“Yes,” I gasped. “Fuck me, Your Majesty,” I moaned. “Fuck me, Trip.”
“Tell me I’m your fucking king,” he commanded.
“Trip,” I groaned, bucking back against him, so close, so desperate for him. “You’re my king. Command me. Do what you want with me.”
He grabbed my hips and fucked me harder, and I knew I was going to come. I was moaning with wild abandon, saying his name over and over, telling him that he was my king.
Then the orgasm washed over me. It took me from head to toe like a wave. I could barely control my body as it exploded through me, leaving my toes numb and curling. Trip continued to fuck me, not holding back.
As I came, I heard him grunting his pleasure. His grip on my hips tightened, and I felt him come, his cock coming deep inside my pussy.
Our bodies worked together like that, sweating and intense. I had no clue how much time passed, but I was outside time at that point. Finally, we collapsed side by side on the bed, wet and panting.
“That was perfect,” he said to me. “Fuck, Bryce. You’re perfect.”
I laughed and kissed his lips. “You’re just saying that.”
“No. I mean it. You’re perfect.”
I shook my head, smiling. I felt too good, too calm. I’d never felt this way before, not with anyone else. All I wanted to do was stay in his arms in this bed.
It was right. I had been so afraid of this moment, so afraid of giving myself to him despite wanting it so badly. But this was right, and I couldn’t deny it.
He wasn’t really my king, not exactly. But when I was in his bed, I’d let him command me, because that was exactly what I needed.
18
Trip
My body was buzzing with calm as I pressed Bryce close against me.
The covers of the bed were a mess, and her torn dress was in a pile on the ground. The memory of her body close against mine came back to me again, the way her skin felt, her tight pussy wrapped around my cock.
I took a deep breath. “I’ve been needing that,” I said.
“Glad I could be of service.”
“You always can be of service to your king.”
She laughed. “Don’t start that.”
“Seriously,” I said, kissing her, “I’ve been thinking about that since the moment I first saw you.”
“I know. You told me.”
“And you slapped me.”
“I sure did. I don’t regret it one bit.”
“Neither do I. That just made me want you more.”
She smiled as I gently rolled off the bed, standing up. “I’m going to shower. Want to join me?”
“Actually, do you have something I can wear? It looks as though you destroyed a perfectly nice dress.”
“Sorry,” I said, grinning. “I can’t help myself.”
“I can see that.”
“You can wear something of mine,” I said. “Closet is there.” I pointed her to a door next to the bathroom door.
She got out of bed, and I got a nice view of her bare body. I loved the way she moved. I felt my cock stirring again, and I knew we weren’t done for the night.
I grabbed her hips and caught her, pulling her against me. I kissed her softly on the neck.
“Already?” she asked, laughing.
“Maybe,” I murmured in her ear. “I could be convinced.”
She smiled and looked up at me.
Just then, I heard a sound in the other room. It was the door opening and softly shutting.