Chapter 26

Vivienne

Tasting me on him sends me fucking spiraling. It’s an erotic mixture of salty, sweet, and sex. A guilty pleasure I’ll never want to give up.

And I don’t have to.

This new sensuous aroma that makes my pussy throb can be my forever aphrodisiac. Though I don’t need any assistance in that department, especially with David and his fucking tongue.

He kisses me and cradles my head in his hands, our tongues intertwining, and I continue to lather in our concoction, not getting enough of it.

I can’t fucking believe this.

No matter how many times he tells me, I’m still in shock.

It’s my twisted fairytale come true. One with a sex-crazed King and a voracious American woman. I doubt you’ll be able to find my version on the Disney channel…

And I’m more than okay with that. Because King David Lockridge loves me. He wants me. And not for some sham wedding, or as an employee…but as his wife.

As his Queen.

Not even in my wildest dreams would I have thought I’d become Queen Vivienne Lockridge. Shit, that name doesn’t even sound real to me.

But I’m sure I’ll get used to it.

“Make love to me, David.” I moan hastily between kisses.

“I’ll do way more than fucking make love to you.” He chuckles cunningly.

I don’t know what he has planned, but sign me the fuck up. After the first round of lovemaking, you bet your ass that I’m in for another round. But this time, I want his dick.

I coil around him, eagerly wrapping myself around his neck and waist, and he places his hand on my back.

Lowering me to the marble floor, he spreads me beneath him, his weight crushing me. It’s not overpowering. If anything, it feels like my very own King David snuggie.

But, like, ridiculously more attractive. I’m sure you know that by now, babes.

Never breaking our lips apart, he moves his hands to my breast, kneading them with his fingers. My back arches, and he welcomes their plumpness in his hands.

“I’m going to fucking worship you.” He pinches my sensitive hard nipple, and I squirm.

“Ah…that sounds lovely,” I tease him, and he twists my nipple between his fingers to punish me.

Hmmm…I like this game.

“I’m going to show you what it feels to be Queen.”

He lowers his mouth and replaces his hand over my breasts. He sucks my nipple, licking it ever-so-lightly, and mirrors his technique with my other hard bead.

The sensations of his mouth and fingers working me over simultaneously make me quiver. And he continues this torturous rhythm, but more creatively.

Nipping me, he moans, “Queen.” Then he licks me, saying, “Vivienne.” And lastly, he sucks, panting, “Lockridge.”

“Holy fuck,” I cry out, and then, he lowers his hand, inserting two fingers into my cunt.

“Fuck, yes. You’re so wet off the sound of your name,” he coos, and hits my G-spot jolting my body forward. “Me, too.”

His smile widens, and his fingers leave me.

It’s amazing how David can turn me on by saying my name. I never thought hearing it would have that effect on me, but, fuck, I guess becoming a Queen can do that to you.

Before I can catch my breath, his twelve-inches slams into me.

“Oh my God!” I scream and reach for him.

My cunt pools at the abruptness but expands to his girth. And my wetness welcomes him and coats his sensitive skin. He bends down and kisses me.

“God, your pussy feels so good. It was made for me.” The eroticism etched in his tone has my body trembling. “You were fucking made for me.”

“David, yes!” The fullness of him sends shock waves through me, and it kindles my nerves, the ones already raw and sensitive from before.

“I fucking love you,” he whimpers, pulling himself out. But I grind up against him, pushing him deeper into me.

Fuck, he’s so fucking big that it feels like he’s hitting my uterus. The depth of his cock tingles at first, feeling too full, but when he begins to move in and out, meeting my thrusts and grinding into me at an achingly steady pace, my core burns.

“I love you, David.” I moan, loudly.

I clutch his ass, digging my nails into it, and he winces.

“Did you forget? I do love ass play,” I tease, breathlessly.

He looks down at me, nose to nose, and he smirks. “You want more of me?” He reaches around me, finding my puckered hole, and circles it.

“Ahh…yes. All of you.”

“You’re so fucking amazing, Vivienne.”

Continuing his onslaught of pleasure—teasing my ass and fucking me senseless—I throw my head back and close my eyes, relishing every feeling and sensation coursing through my body. It’s overwhelming, but so fucking beautiful.

He inserts the tip of his finger in my ass. “I want you to be fucking filled with me.”

“God, yes.”

“You mean, King?” He winks and then inserts his full finger into my ass, as his dick pounds into my cunt.

“Oh, what a large ego you have,” I groan, and my body convulses, biting his shoulder to steady it.

“All the better to please you with…” he seethes, but a small chuckle escapes him. I feel his muscles tense underneath my skin, and I rock against him, wanting more of him, deeper and everywhere.

“David, come in me.”

He pulls his finger out of my ass and grabs one of my legs, draping it over his shoulder.

“Holy fuck.” The new position takes him in even further and hitting a new sweet spot. How is this even possible?

He rocks into me, harder and faster. His jaw clenches, and a bead of sweat forms at his hairline.

I reach for his chest, but with every thrust, a new wave of pleasure surges through me, knocking me back.

I reach my arms out, trying to grab something, and a handful of rose petals crumble between my fingers.

He lets go of my leg and falls back onto me. I grab his back, digging my nails into him, and the petals cascade down on us.0

He continues to thrust into me, and my pussy starts to pulse around him.

“I’m coming, David.”

With him on top of me, making love to me, I close my eyes and kiss him, long and hard.

“Come for me, love.”

And I do. My body stills, and every nerve in me explodes, thrashing violently through me. I shatter into a million pieces and lose all sense of self.

The pulsing of his cock stretches out my mind-numbing orgasm, but with a few sharp thrusts, he bursts inside me.

“Yes, come in me, David,” I beg.

And we come together.

Pumping inside, he fills me to the brim with his cum, and my pussy tightens around him, milking him dry.

We gradually descend from our orgasmic high, only to begin what will be the rest of our lives together.