Page 31 of Depraved Royals

Dani wants to hate me. If looks could kill, I’d be a corpse. But her hips missed a memo, and they’re pushing against my hand.

She wants to fight me, and I adore her for that, but now isn’t the time.

“Ever since the night we spent together, I’ve thought about you all the fucking time. When I touch myself, I seeyou.”

I step up the pace, moving my tongue over her clit faster.

“I know you’re no good,” she whimpers, “and there’s no future for this - forus. But I want you anyway.”

My cock throbs at her words. “That’s my good girl,” I say, squeezing her thigh. “You come for me now.”

I feel Dani’s pussy spasming, clutching my fingers so tightly that I can’t pull away. Her pleasure soaks my face, and she cries out, gripping the seat.

I’m inside her before she has the chance to come down from her orgasm, and she clutches my back as I pump my hips. She’s breathing heavily in my ear, and I push up onto my hands to look at her face while I fuck her.

Her eyes are narrow, the lids heavy. She places her hands on my chest, digging her nails into me.

I take her slender neck in my hand, gripping her but not too hard. She closes her eyes and gasps but makes no protest, and I feel my climax building.

“You’re mine,” I say, slamming her harder. “I’m gonna show you.”

I pull out of Dani’s grasping pussy and grab my cock with my free hand, the other still around her throat. I pull her upright, the head of my cock right by her face.

She opens her mouth and tilts her head back, ready to take it.

“You’re such a pretty little slut,” I growl, pumping my hand along my shaft. “You want my come all over you? Marking your body, making you mine?” I rub the tip along her lips, and she moans, licking the salty wetness from me.

“Come on my face,” she says. “I want it.”

I grunt as my climax smashes through my body, enjoying the view as streams of come coat Dani’s lips. My seed runs down her chin, and she leans back, letting it stream over her collarbone and onto her tits.

“Fuck,” I say, trying to calm my breathing. “That was hot. And kinda out of nowhere.”

Dani isn’t making much effort to clean herself up. She skips the bra and stuffs it into her bag, pulling her clothes back on even as my come is drying on her skin.

We’re dressed and vaguely respectable again. I turn on the car engine, and we sit for a moment in silence as the windows de-mist.

Dani is avoiding my eyes. She’s sitting in the front passenger seat beside me, with her legs curled up and her knees tipped towards the door.

“Home?” I ask.

“Yeah. I have somewhere to be tonight.”

I glance at her. “That meansIhave somewhere to be, too. Where?”

“The Samhain Ball.”

“Ah, yes. I go every year. ”

Dani frowns at me. “I never saw you there.”

I smile and give a non-commital shrug but say nothing.

Somehow I doubt that Danica Pushkin has ever attended therealSamhain Ball.

But I said I would teach her things, and something tells me she’s more than ready to learn.

I put the car into gear and pull out of the lot.