Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
SAS
With Adelina on the floor, her legs sprawled over my thighs and her pussy juices on my fingers, I pulled them out. Her chest heaved, and her pussy lips clenched and unclenched. They were hungry for more.
I knew she wouldn’t be a one—or two—and done kinda girl.
My cock wanted to find its home, and when I undid my pants, it sprang free. The head already beaded with precum. I pressed the crown to her pussy lips. The bead of my semen slipped off the tip and between her lips. Adelina wiggled, impatient and still coming down from her last orgasm. The pressure on my cock almost sent me tumbling. I wouldn’t be that easy. I jerked into her, and she mewled.
I pushed her back as her pussy took me. Her head was tipped back, scalp rubbing against the lounge floor, and the long column of her neck exposed. I bet she never thought she would be fucked in the restroom at her father’s hotel.
This was the fanciest restroom I had ever fucked someone in too.
Adelina didn’t squirm, just absorbed all the sensations I gave her with her head thrashing back and forth. Lifting her hips, I fitted Adelina better on my cock at my raised angle. Her hips and lower back no longer touched the floor. Her hair fell around her head as I lifted up on my knees and plowed into her. Her slick pussy clenched around my cock, trying to milk me. She was so close to coming again.
With one of my arms wrapped around her hips, I reached up and grabbed the front of her little dress. In one swift motion, I ripped it from her body and then grabbed her breast, pinching her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I hadn’t been able to do this when I had her bent over the table. Now, I wanted all of her breast, kneading it. Her nipples were perked, a light pink compared to her dark areolas. Much like her lips. She panted and squealed as I rolled her nipple again, twisting it until I knew it hurt.
Adelina came again. Her juices glistened across my cock, and she screamed out. While the upper half of her body withered on the floor, her hips jerked and ground. Her body was hungry for more. Funny how her body and mind went to war.
The princess would never admit how she craved my cock and how good I made her feel, but the proof was right in front of me.
She took a deep breath, and I pulled out of her. My cock was covered in her cum. It dripped off the tip, mixing with the precum bead on my purple head. My balls clenched, aching for the release. Adelina stretched out on the floor, starry-eyed, as I lowered her ass to the floor. I pushed to my knees and straddled her around the waist, then pressed her tits together and thrust my wet cock between them.
She barely had time to look as I fucked her breasts, and when she did, she watched with wide, fascinated eyes. Her arms were out to the side, like she was creating a snow angel, and when I was done, she would be wearing pearls just in time for the wedding.
I pumped my hips harder, and the orgasm just about knocked me over. I came all over her chest. My cum splattered out in thick ropes and ran into her dark hair fanned out on the carpet.
She was mine, marked, and I dared anyone else to say otherwise as I roared through the aftershocks.
Adelina dragged her finger through my cum, and I fucking thought for a second she would put in her mouth and lick it off. Instead, she flicked it back at me. I was about to flip her over and spank her when she said, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but after tomorrow, I guess I’m yours.”
“Not exactly,” I said, still kneading her full breasts. “You’re... ours.”
I wouldn’t share my plans for our little princess yet, but soon.