It’s like when I was playing with my clit at home, but twelve times more intense. I draw slow breaths, focusing on chasing the pleasure.
“Good job, gorgeous. Focus on getting yourself to come.” Royal breaks from teasing my nipple with his tongue and teeth. “I want to hear you scream for me this time. You don’t have to worry about being quiet.”
He trails kisses back up my neck to my cheek before kissing me deeply. With his tongue, he explores my mouth again, following the same pattern as his fingers.
I can’t control the pleasure as it comes. It had been building slowly, but out of nowhere, it washes over me hard and fast. My body goes rigid as it takes me. I break the kiss and cry out, unable to stop the sound.
Royal doesn’t stop touching me, he repeats the movement again and again as I come, writhing on his fingers until finally, after atleast a minute, if not more, I’m able to relax and my breaths come easier.
“You’re so fucking perfect when you come.” Royal hums, still kissing patterns all over my skin. “I could watch you come forever.”
“Mmm, is that so?” I try to sit up, but Royal eases me back down.
“What’s the hurry?” he murmurs in my ear.
“I don’t know.” I admit and snuggle in close to him.
Royal pulls his fingers from within me and wipes them on the blanket behind him.
“Oh no, it’ll make a me —”
Royal kisses me silent. “It washes. It’s designed specifically for this sort of situation. Don’t worry about it. I promise.”
“Okay, no more worrying.” I sigh and try to push it out of my brain, rolling to my side until our fronts are pressed together. His cock is hard and throbs against my abdomen. “Is that painful? Should we...”
“As far as painful experiences go this week, my dick hard and weeping for you is definitely not on the list.” He kisses the top of my head and drapes his arm around me, pulling me close.
I reach between us to where his cock presses against me.
This time, the gasp belongs to him as I wrap my hand around it.
“So good,” he murmurs into my hair as I test what squeezing it feels like.
He may not want to brag about size, but the math isn’t working for me as I think about this going inside me. It’s thick, and I can barely wrap my fingers around it.
“Don’t be intimidated by it. We’ll go slow, and if you want to stop, all you have to do is say so, and I will.” Royal continues to anticipate all my hesitations, seemingly reading my mind.
“I’m ready for more.” I grin up at him, giving his cock another slow squeeze.
He strokes my back. “So greedy. I’ve turned you into some sort of sex fiend.”
Biting my lips together, I shrug. “Oops?”
“In our defense, we were left unsupervised.” He smiles and pulls away from me.
A brief second of panic sets in as he climbs out of bed. But hewalks over to the dresser, the one he showed me in the photo. When he pushes on a portion, it opens for him.
He grabs something small from the front and comes back to lie down next to me. Holding it up, he shows it to me, a little silver thing, and pushes a small button on one end. It comes to life, vibrating in his fingers, before he turns it off again with a longer push.
“It’s a bullet vibrator.”
“Always with the guns and your family, isn’t it?” I laugh nervously.
Royal joins in on the laugh but turns more serious. “I just want to have it as an option. I tried to do a good job stretching you out with my fingers, but this can give some extra stimulation on your clit and get you through if there are any painful parts.”
When I nod, he nods back.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He kisses me.
