Chapter Nineteen
Ella
I lean backward against the couch, letting Grayson stroke me. My dress is half off, I’m pretty sure it’s ruined, and I can’t believe I’m half-dressed on a couch with the crown prince who I barely know, but everything feels so good that I don’t care .
“Please,” I whisper, though I don’t even know what I’m asking .
I’m so wound up that I want him right now, I want to slide down the zipper of his pants, pull out his cock, and slide him deep inside my virgin pussy until he makes me come again .
And I think I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything .
“Please what?” he growls, teasing, one thumb circling my clit .
I shift my hips again, bucking them against the cock I so desperately want .
“Please fuck me,” I say, my voice a barely-audible whisper .
In a flash, Grayson is standing and pulling me off the couch. He kisses me roughly, pushing my dress the rest of the way off. There’s another tearing sound, but as soon as I’m completely naked in front of him I’m somehow back on the couch, only this time I’m on all fours .
There’s a massive mirror across from me, and I’m looking at myself over the arm of the couch. Grayson is standing beside me, still totally clothed, and he leans down to kiss me as he runs one hand along my spine, from my neck to my lower back .
But he doesn’t stop. I gasp as his finger moves down the cleft between my ass cheeks, right over the sensitive ring there, but then his hand is on my pussy again, his fingers teasing at my opening .
I feel so exposed, so vulnerable, but as he pushes one finger inside and strokes my inner wall, I don’t care anymore .
“You’ve got a tight little pussy,” he growls, pushing his finger further in .
I tighten my hands on the leather of the couch. Even though it’s just one finger, it still feels so good, especially as he moves it inside me against all my most sensitive parts .
“More,” I gasp .
“Greedy,” he chides me, his other hand stroking slowly up my back, but he pulls his hand back and then adds a second finger, fucking me slowly, and I gasp .
Now it feels really good, like I’m filled up, and I rock backward on my hands and knees, taking him all the way up to his knuckles, moaning for more .
“That’s right, I want to see you fuck me like the dirty girl you are,” Grayson says, crooking both his fingers at once inside me .
I just moan, pushing my hips back again. I need more of him, and I need him deeper, now, as he runs his other hand through my hair and then grabs a handful, pulling my head back just slightly .
“Do you want more?” he asks softly, though his voice is filled with control and lust .
He’s standing next to me, the entire outline of his cock perfectly visible through his pants. Even though I’ve never touched one before, I’ve got a general idea of what they’re supposed to look like .
And this one looks huge , almost like the prince has a cucumber in his pants. Even as I push back against him, fucking myself with his hand, I can’t stop staring at the thing .
“I asked you a question, kitten,” he growls, and I finally tear my eyes away, taking his fingers in again as deep as I can .
“Yes,” I moan .
He slides his hand along the outline of his clothed cock, smirking. I push back against his hand again and then gasp in surprise as he pushes another finger inside me, stretching my virgin entrance a little bit further .
“You’re so fucking wet and tight,” he says, his hand still tracing the outline of his cock, right in front of my face. I push back against him, sinking his fingers as deep as they’ll go, and I moan even louder than before .
I keep going, faster and faster, while heat builds inside me.
I’ve gotten myself off before, but never this way, and it’s new and exciting and just completely incredible.
I don’t care that I’m on my hands and knees on a couch with someone I barely know, this just feels so right and so good that I’m powerless to stop .
“Grayson,” I moan, trying to push him deeper. “Make me come again .”
He chuckles, but I swear his cock practically jumps in his pants .
But then he pulls his fingers from my pussy, lazily running them against my clit before stepping around me ,
Now he’s right in front of me, and he inserts his fingers into his mouth one by one, licking them clean as I watch, fascinated .
“You’re fucking delicious, kitten,” he says .
I can’t wait. I reach out for him with one hand, moving it slowly down his washboard abs to his belt, then slowly fingering the heavy buckle while I look up at him, biting my lip, like I’m asking for permission .
He chuckles again, then reaches down and slowly, excruciatingly slowly, undoes his belt. I’m panting for breath, and I can feel my juices running down the inside of one thigh .
Prince Grayson unbuttons his pants, unzips them, and I’m breathless with anticipation. I’ve never felt this way before, and I almost can’t believe that I do now. It seems completely crazy, but right now, this is all I want .
Like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment .
Suddenly his cock springs free, and my eyes widen in shock. It’s even bigger than it looked, and now I’m absolutely certain that this isn’t what most penises look like. It’s hard as a rock, throbbing, the tip shiny and a deep pink .
“Oh!” I say, because I can’t think of anything else .
Grayson just chuckles and strokes it once, from the root to the tip and back, and suddenly I can’t help myself. It’s right in front of my face so I just open my mouth and close my lips around the shiny, swollen head .
The prince groans out loud, his hand still on the base. Slowly, I swirl my tongue around it, and I can feel the tremor move through his body as I do, finally tracing my way up the veins running along the bottom .
“That feels so fucking good, kitten,” he growls. “Look up at me. I want to see you with my cock in your mouth .”
I take a deep breath, then push my lips down his shaft slowly, glancing up at him, and then take the base of his cock in my fist. He hits the back of my mouth before I’m even halfway down his shaft and I pull back slowly, licking and sucking the best that I can even though I’ve never done this before .
Grayson’s hand rests on my head, and from the sounds he’s making I seem to be doing okay as he pushes me back down, his hand insistent but gentle. I keep going, back and forth, up and down .
And I fucking love it. I love the noises that Grayson is making, I love having his thick cock in my mouth, and I love giving him pleasure like he gave me. Just knowing that he’s inside me somehow is making me wetter than ever, my pussy aching with heat .
Finally, he growls, then grabs my hair and pulls my head back so that my lips are just barely around the tip. I swirl my tongue and suck a drop of salty precum from him, then look up .
“Kitten,” he says, his voice deep and commanding. “I’m going to fuck you now .”