Page 11 of Broken Prince
“Shhh,” I soothe, brushing my thumb over her clit, making her shudder from over-sensitivity and pleasure. “Stop thinking so much. Relax. I’m gonna make you feel so good.”
I take out the condom I keep in my wallet. I didn’t think I’d ever be needing this, but I have it just in case, not wanting to find myself in a situation I’d regret again.
Stroking my cock, my eyes devour her stunning body. Her breathing is a little ragged from her orgasm, a light layer of sweat shimmering over her tanned skin.
Rolling the condom over the tip, then down the rest of my shaft, I move between her legs.
“I-I don’t think you're going to fit,” she stammers out.
A cocky smirk forms. “Oh, I’ll fit.” I chuckle darkly. “I’ll make it fit.”
She whimpers, the sound making my balls throb. I fucking love that sound coming from her tempting lips.
I lean over her, rubbing my cock against her clit as I pull a breast free from her bikini top.
She moans as I lock my lips around her nipple. My hot, wet tongue sucking and nibbling on her.
“Oh,” she breathes, her hands finding my dark locks once again. I fucking love the bite of pain as she pulls hard like she can’t get enough of what I’m doing to her.
“Fucking hell,” I growl against her breast. “I need you, Siren.”
The blunt tip of my cock presses against her entrance. “Please.” She pushes her hips forward, making me sink into her an inch.
I hiss as she gasps. And in one thrust, I’m buried deep inside her, releasing a low snarl from deep in my chest.
I put my forehead to hers, letting her adjust to my size.
I start to fuck her slow but quickly pick up my pace because fuck, I’m unable to hold back anymore. She’s too damn addicting.
I tuck my face into her neck, grunting and groaning as I thrust into her wildly.
“Yes. Oh, oh, yes!” Her sweet moans are music to my ears. I growl in pleasure as her nails dig into my back.
Standing up, I adjust her, bringing her knees to her head. She cries out in pleasure as my cock pounds into her, hitting her in that sweet spot of hers.
“That’s it,” I grunt. “Fuck, you feel so damn good. So wet and tight.”
I lose myself in her, my face full of satisfaction as I fuck into her. Sweat lines my brows, my arms flexing as I keep hold of her. I’m still mostly dressed, while the only thing covered on her is one of her breasts.
That won't do. I pull the other one free, and my eyes lock on them. I watch them bounce as I fuck her harder. “Fuck. I’m close. Tell me you are, too.” I won’t allow myself to finish before her. I need to feel her tight pussy strangle my cock as she shatters in pleasure before me. I need another one of those beautiful fucking orgasms from her.
“I am.” She nods frantically. “Oh, fuck!” she shouts as my thumb starts to rub against her clit. “Logan, it’s too much,” she whimpers.
“No.” I shake my head. “It’s okay, give into the feeling. I promise you won't regret it.”
“That's it, Siren. Look at you, taking my cock so good. I bet he never made you feel this way, did he? Never filled you so good that you lost your mind.”
“No.” She shakes her head.
“Fuck, shit!” I growl.
And then I pinch her clit, and she’s a goner. She screams as her back bows off the bar top, her nails digging into my arms as she cums so fucking hard.
“God dammit!” I roar, pounding into her a few more times before stilling, my cock jerking inside her as I follow her over the edge, cumming just as hard as she had.
Pained moans fill the bathroom, mixing with the sound of the shower as I cum hard. My body stiffens, cock jerking in my hold as ropes of cum shoot out onto the tile wall and drip down to the floor before mixing with the water down the drain.
A sense of shame fills me. How can I tell my brothers to stay away from her when she haunts my every thought.