Chapter 301: You Are Perfect, Princess
Chapter 301: You Are Perfect, Princess
Camilla
Letting go of Adriano's lips, I moved my attention to the sharp edge of his jawline where I then lay kisses all the way to his ear. Another tug of his arms tells me he would love nothing more than to repay my teasing but for now, he was still at my mercy.
Slowly inching my core down his stomach and sucking behind the curve of his ear, I take the flesh between my teeth before murmuring a quiet 'soon'. His patient didn't go unnoticed, that being said, this was my time to explore him and I was going to enjoy every last second of it. Finding his eyes so glazed over with lust, his cheeks still flushed from his arousal, nobody would want to rush away a sight like that. In fact, I took longer than what was probably necessary when cleaning up his cum just so I had an excuse to make him squirm.
"Look at me, Adriano." He does as soon as his name leaves my mouth.
Dark eyes on me, I make him watch as my fingers deftly trace over the length of his dick and my thumb teases over his slit. It was only fair I returned the favour. Trailing my touch higher, I smile at the way his hips jerk as though desperate to follow where I lead. Playing with the piercing at the head, I wait until his neck cranes back against the pillow before pulling away and halting my movements altogether. Gazing snapping down immediately, I smile even wider as he pieces together what I am asking of him.
Eyes on me, my fingers returning to swirl around his tip, my other hand takes place along the sensitive underside squeezing at the base and stroking in an upwards motion until I reach the top. Now that he knows what I want, he barely even blinks as my eyes cast up to take in his half lidded gaze and the light pants that fall from his parted mouth.
"Please," he whispered but I continued my path up and down his dick, massaging in all the right places and using a combination of my saliva and his precum to create a nice gliding sensation.
I know he must be so sensitive after coming hands-free earlier and I shamelessly used that to my advantage as I moved a little faster. Every time he looks away, too caught up in the pleasure to obey my command, I make sure to stop just long enough to regain his attention.
Adriano's breathing has grown so heavy that I wonder just how close he is to exploding all over me and when my hot breath meets his leaking tip, I find my suspicions confirmed. He is indeed very close. Wanting his release to occur while I have him lodged in my throat, I begin suckling just the first few inches before working my way down the length.
The sheer size of him never fails to take my breath away but I continue pushing myself until I have taken what must be three-quarter of him down. Then, I lift up with a small pat to his thigh.
"I want you to hold back your orgasm for as long as you can and edge yourself for me. When you can't handle it for even a single second longer and your body takes over regardless of my demands, that is how I want your cum. I want to taste your body's betrayal to your mind."
After the words leave me, I don't even bother waiting for his response. Adriano bucks his hips again as a mixture between a whine and a growl leaves his lips and that is when I take the chance to shove all eight inches down to the very back of my throat.
"Shit," a low curse leaves him as he tries to push himself impossibly deeper into the wet heat of my mouth.
Knowing he is still dialed in on my every move, in tandem with the slow bobs of my head, I start to finger myself. I find myself absolutely drenched but my twirling fingers were about giving Adriano a good show more than anything else. He was shaking hard as he fought to keep his orgasm at bay and I waited until the very last second to send him over. The moment I felt his dick swell in my throat, I removed my soaked fingers and used them to caress his balls instead. The action draws the cum straight from the source.
Devouring the sobbed hiss that is torn from his chest, I pull off with the first thick rope of cum that escaped him before climbing his body, spreading my legs and slamming home.
"Let it out, baby." I encouraged and the most guttural sound I have ever heard from him escaped him. He was still coming as I rode him hard, arranging myself so that each thrust down had my clit colliding with his stomach.
I take him deep and fast and I swear it makes the both of us see stars. Overstimulation is very different for a man or so I have heard and I am inclined to believe it seeing how he shakes from the aftershock that leads into an entirely new orgasm. His hips are fucking up into mine now as he meets every single thrust I give and I know for certain neither of us are going to leave this with the ability to walk.
I can feel myself growing closer too now and after many more minutes of heavy panting and spearing myself repeatedly on his dick, it is the unrestrained sound of Adriano crying my name that sends me over the edge.
On my way down, I make sure to capture his soul and take him straight with me, knowing damn well he is going to be held to his promises of always.
*****
Adriano POV.
I feel like I am burning, blazing across my face, down my bare chest and even lower to where Camilla's sweet pussy is engulfing me. The emotion inside me is one of unadulterated pleasure and my princess is the ultimate sin. Her eyes are still fastened shut as my body trembles beneath hers. These stupid handcuffs restrict me from kissing her the way I want to right now.
It might make me a greedy son of a bitch but what we just shared wasn't enough. In fact, it didn't even come close to saying the need inside me even if the sensation of my warm cum dripping out of her did fill me with pride. Now that we have started whatever this is, there is no going back.
"Umm, Adriano." She sighed as she lifted her little body up and off me. I go deathly still at the sight of our mixed orgasm leaking from her swollen pússy, forcing my body to go lax.
What we shared was incredible, incomprehensible even…but now I felt like a predator stalking its innocent little prey. I just had to get out of these handcuffs first. I loved submitting to her, more than even I expected. However something about the sight before me sparked something primal in my core being. This was our first scene alone together and I wanted everything.
My greed could only be sated by one thing, one person and she was trembling by my side as she whispered in my ear what a good boy I had been for her. Little did she know I was about to become the exact opposite. Wrapping her body around my torso almost like a koala, her hair tickles my chest where it fans out in a perfect halo. I can feel the exact spot where her breast presses into me, along with the flutter of her still racing heart.
"Are you okay?" She asked softly as her manicured nails drag up and down my skin, her pretty eyes blinking up at me in interest.
"You are perfect, princess." Even after the way she just fucked me, my words have her cheeks turning a warm shade of pink.
"It was one hell of a way to start the new year for sure." She laughed.
"Although unexpected, it was everything and more."
I love the way her entire face lights up when she speaks, her passion is the one thing that never seems to die out.
"You say this as though the night is over." I drew in a teasing manner but I was more than serious.
She shifted from where she lays on my chest, propping herself up to get a better look at me. My eyes never left hers.
"But what about your early morning…" she asked almost hesitantly.
"Camilla," I shook her with an unamused look that says we won't be entertaining that argument.
"I would keep the president of the country waiting if it meant spending more time buried inside your sweet pussy."
I feel the way her heart spikes as her blood pumps harder through her veins, each shot laced with the newly sparked adrenaline my words created.
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