Page 48 of Niko's Printsessa
“Come, Becca. Come with me,” He orders and my body breaks apart, my pussy spasming around his cock as he fills me.
His slick chest leans against mine as we pant for oxygen, his cock pulsing inside me, both of us not wanting to separate, afraid the connection will break if we do.
Somehow he manages to lay on his back, switching our positions so I’m now on his chest, his cock still inside me. I grind against him and he moans.
“Don’t tease me,Printsessa.”
I wrap my legs over his hips and buck slightly, feeling his cock harden inside me.
“Do you want to ride me, baby?”
“Maybe,” I say with sweet innocence.
His eyes darken and his lips twitch, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
He grips my hips and lifts me to only bring me down with a rough yank. I land hard, feeling every bit of his cock. His grip on my hips tightens as he guides me and I ride him hard, each time trying to pull him deeper inside me, but if he gets any deeper he’ll be in my throat. I had no idea there was another orgasm left in me, but I can’t get enough of Niko.
My nerve endings ignite with each deep thrust as I scratch his chest, feeling the heat building.
“Scratch me, baby. Give it to me,” he growls.
Everything he says is so fucking sexy, and I feel my orgasm take me over. I throw back my head as my eyes roll in ecstasy and I scream his name. He falls over the edge with me his scream just as loud and his orgasm just as hard.
I collapse onto his chest, and he rolls over and pulls my back into him. He peppers me with sweet kisses, and we slowly return to reality completely sated in each other’s arms. I’ve never felt so thoroughly fucked yet so loved and cared for at the same time.
My eyes are heavy and I’m about to fall asleep when he clears his throat. “I hate doing this, but we still need to talk.” He shifts out of the bed and pulls on a pair of gray sweatpants.
“Niko,” I moan like a petulant child.
“I’ll be right back.” He leaves, and I pull on one of his T-shirts, enjoying his scent. When he returns with a couple bottles of water he stops dead in his tracks.
“This, I could get on board with this, you in my T-shirt and no panties, but it’s for my eyes only.”
I blush, and he chuckles, sitting back against the headboard and pulling me into him.
He hands me a bottle of water and studies me with careful tenderness.
“I wouldn’t ask this of you if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. Why is Kira out to get you?”
Niko
It hurts me to see the pain and embarrassment flash across her beautiful face.
She drinks her water, and for a moment, I think she’s going to refuse me, but her shoulders square up and she exhales.
“I had this handsome professor. His nickname was Silver Fox, and all the girls on campus were interested, even me. After a couple weeks of eyeing each other and flashing flirty smiles, he returned one of my papers with his phone number written at the top.
"I’d like to say it took me awhile to call him, to say I was racked with guilt for even considering dating my professor, but that would be a lie. I called him that night.
"At first, we just talked and texted. It was sweet, how he didn’t want to rush things, and he was really concerned about both of our reputations. A professor dating a student is one thing but I was a student in his class.
"Our first date, he took me to a fancy restaurant. It was an hour away, and his reasoning was again, my reputation. I thought it was really considerate of him. After a couple weeks of dinners, he whisked me away to Mount Zion for the weekend.”
She inhales and exhales but continues, her voice slightly stronger than before.
“After that, things heated up fast. I’d meet him in his office for a quick fuck on his desk. Or, we’d sneak into storage closets so I could suck him off. I found it all extremely exciting, the secrecy and possibility of getting caught. One time, I let him fuck me in his classroom, anyone could’ve walked in.
“We were out of control. The entire time he continued to spoil me, buying me jewelry, taking me on weekend trips. I thought we had a future together.”