The Royal Contract

Chapter 910: Not wearing protection

It was now her turn. “You have something on your...” She extended her hand to his face, letting her thumb slide across the edge of his lips. “This.” She showed him, but before retracting her hand, he caught it with his.

“I don’t understand, Amelia.” He softly spoke as if afraid that he would scare her away. But she was done running.

“I want you, Evan.” She never broke their eye contact, allowing him to read what she felt at that moment. She hoped she was transparent about her feelings, but if not, she could spell it out for him.

“I mean...” She stood up from her stool and walked around the counter until she stood before him. He still did not let go of her hand, so with her other hand, she used her fingers to tilt his head up until his gaze returned to her eyes.

Without using words, she showed him through her actions what she meant. Her lips gently skimmed through his lips, waiting for a reaction. She could see that he was baffled by her actions. He was still debating whether he should kiss her again.

“I want you.” She remembered telling herself that they had to talk, but at the moment, it was the last thing on her mind. She believed that actions spoke louder than words.

She lowered her lips again into his lips but this time put a little more pressure on them. It was barely a few seconds when she felt his lips move.

.....

Then, her fingers slid down his throat, working on the buttons of his shirt. A few seconds later, she had managed to remove his shirt while he had worked on her dress.

“Wow, you never failed to surprise me.” He slightly whistled as his eyes feasted on her pink lacy bra and matching panties.

She stood before him, wearing the new sexy lingerie she remembered buying for him. It was just fortunate enough that she thought of putting them on yesterday, not aware this would happen today.

“I am glad you like it.” She unhooked her bra, freeing herself from the restraint and deliberately exposing herself to his eyes.

Then, she held the lacy material, dangling it in front of his face before throwing them at her back. Her last remaining clothing followed next, leaving her naked before him.

As she had said earlier, she was taking matters into her hands and not leaving the decision to fate. She was not waiting for him to make the first move. This time, she would take the risk.

The hell with the consequence.

“I think I finally understand.” He hoarsely answered as his fingers crawled at the back of her neck, gently tugging on her hair until his lips could claim her lips.

However, his lips did not stay long in one place as they traveled down her body until he had captured one of her mounds into his mouth. Then, his hands glided down on her body, stopping at the top of her thighs, holding her in place.

She believed if not for his hands, she might have slipped into a puddle of mess on the floor as her legs barely kept her steady on her feet. Probably sensing this, he stood up from the stool and lifted her along with him.

The next thing she knew, her ass was sitting on the cold counter while he stood before her. “What do you want, Amelia?” He asked as his lips continued sucking and devouring her breasts until they started a fire that continued to engulf her in flames.

Her entire body was shivering, not because she was cold. On the contrary, her body was burning up. “I want all of you.” She knew what she meant by that, but he might have a different interpretation. Nevertheless, that was the least of her worries at that moment.

Then, she felt his hands on her knees, pushing her legs apart and gently pulling her to the edge of the marble table. She did not expect what he would do next as she shouted in shock and ecstasy.

She never thought that sex could be this great since she had shied away from this experience for too long, but she did not regret it. She had given herself to the man that she loved. And it was worth the wait.

“Oh my!” She had no words to express what she was going through as his head remained buried and dipped between her legs.

Her fingers tried to hold on to his hair, pushing and pulling at him as her mind debated whether she should let him continue his onslaught on her body as he carried her to unimaginable heights of pleasure.

Or should she stop him?

Honestly, she did not want him to stop. She could not explain the feeling of all this tension as it built higher and higher until she thought she could not take it anymore. It was like torture but only by pleasure.

“Aaaggghhh!” She could not keep her silence as the full impact of his tongue on her core drove her to her limits. She never imagined that she could climax like this, not by a long shot. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on (f)ir(e).nᴇt

But she realized it was far from over as he heard the clink of his belt and the sound of his zipper. She pulled herself up by her elbows and saw him lowering his pants.

“I am sorry, but I need you now.” He groaned. In an instant, he was inside her, pushing in and pulling out.

The impact of his movements had her twisting and turning on her back. It felt so odd, comparing the cold marble tiles on her back and the warm, hard body in her front.

She felt his hands touch her cheeks, then let his fingers glide across her lips. Then, it went on a downward path, ending on her breast. She knew she was climbing higher again. She could almost touch the clouds.

He kept pushing her higher. Eventually, she released her third, or was that her fourth? She was not sure as she had lost count. However, she thought there was no way she was going down. Until.

He suddenly stopped and pulled out of her. “Oooohhhh!” He groaned loudly. Then, his seed spilled all over the floor. She suddenly realized why it felt different. He was not wearing protection.