“What did you decide to do, gorgeous?” Royal’s voice sounds clearer than before.
The silky sheets slide over the back of my hand while I work the tender bud. “I’m playing with my breast. It’s tender, so I’m barely touching it. I like it.”
As I run my fingers around my sensitive breast, the tightness grows in my body.
“That’s it.” Royal continues to encourage me. “Keep playing with your clit too. Both together will help you come.”
I refocus on my hand working between my legs and the wetness as it coats my fingers. My body already feels tight, but needing more, I try raising my hips into the touch. A jolt courses from my toes all the way to my head, pulling a gasp from me.
“How will I know when I’m going to come?” My voice comes out lower than normal, maybe what they’d call sultry in the movies.
The answer seems obvious as my body is different, tight, and every movement feels more intense.
“I can hear you getting close. I bet your muscles are starting to tense, and you’re even wetter than before. Is that true?”
“Yes,” I pant.
“You’ll know it when you come. Keep chasing the good feeling, focus on it and the sound of my voice.” Royal’s words entrench themselves in my mind.
Chase the good feeling.That little tingling sensation grows stronger.
“Mmm.”
“You’re doing everything right. So right. Are you going to come for me?” Royal’s tone sounds rough but pleased.
It should be dirty or scandalous, but I don’t care. This feels good. It feels right. It fuels my fire.
“Fuck,” I gasp as a rogue shock runs through my body, but what follows draws loud moans from me.
I move my hand from my breast to cover my mouth. Gritting my teeth, I force myself not to scream, fear of being caught still present in my mind, as the tingle turns into full-power pressure, shaking my body. The tension ripples through me, and I writhe as pleasure overtakes me.
“That’s it. Come so good.” Royal in my ear, his dirty talk, forces my orgasm harder. “You’re doing so good. Let it all out.”
It feels like forever before I start to come back down and can stop gritting my teeth, my breathing still irregular and deep as I uncurl from all the tense muscles.
“I — That was — Holy shit,” I pant. Even with my eyes closed, it feels like the room is spinning. “Why did I wait to —”
“Easy.” He drags that word out, soothing over my babbling. “Feel it leave your body, really relax. We have all the time in the world to talk later.”
I take some time to just breathe through it, but now that it’s over, I feel hot and uncomfortable. I pull at my bedsheets, trying to throw the blanket off. Frustrated, I sit up and throw the covers off before collapsing back onto the bed.
I’m suddenly exhausted and can’t bring myself to care about anything other than relaxing.
“How are you doing?” Royal sounds different, maybe concerned?
His voice is crisp and tense but still reassuring and good natured. I can’t put my finger on it.
“Good. So good,” I sigh, but realization dawns on me. “Wait, did you... you know?”
“No.” Royal doesn’t sound upset though. “I didn’t come. It wasn’t about me. I just wanted to be here with you.” I’m starting to yawn as he says, “I bet you’re tired now.”
“Just a little bit.” I stifle the yawn behind my hand. “My bodyfeels all different, like I’m relaxed but maybe too relaxed, and yet I could be awake or be asleep.”
“Sleep.” He urges me. “Your body needs rest. Valor mentioned you’re going shopping with Antonella tomorrow. You’ll need energy for that.”
Royal talks to Valor about me?I try to be worried about it, but my brain doesn’t let me as sleepiness starts to overtake me.
“Good night, Royal. Thank you.”
