Royally Hung by Anne Marsh

Author:Anne Marsh [Marsh, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2018-05-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Dare

Edee tastes amazing.

She sounds even better.

Feels best.

Fuck, but I need this woman. Her fingers work the buttons of my jeans trying to get her hands on the massive bulge I’m packing for her, her scent filling the air around me. And just this once, I don’t stick to the script. I should be kissing her, taking control of what happens next, building her up to the next orgasm but instead . . . I give myself a moment to breathe her in. Sometimes, it’s good to savor my treat and I don’t want to rush this.

She pops my topmost button. Bingo. Her fingers skim beneath my Calvins and rub the top of my dick. The breath I’m holding hisses out between my teeth and waiting any longer to claim my princess would be torture. And while the military trained me in interrogation tactics—and how to resist them—Edee’s mine.

My wife.

Wife. That word doesn’t quite compute. We’re married but not really, so I decide not to think about it any longer. I don’t have to call her wife. Not when I can call her mine. Or maybe I should come up with a pet name for her? Baby, darling, sweetheart—

I’ve worn the treads out on these. Pumpkin, snookums, candy, mamí? Too generic. I plan to do all the things to her tonight, so something will occur to me.

I learn something new about Edee every minute. For example, I know she holds her breath when she comes, that she goes absolutely still when her orgasm hits, as if she’s 100 percent focused on chasing and catching that sensation. As if maybe it might elude her if she’s not careful. When she wants something, she’s determined. Case in point? She works the second button on my jeans free and shoves the denim down so she can fist me.

The sensation of her fingers wrapping around my dick immediately flies to the top of my Top Ten Favorites list. It’s such a simple thing but that warm palm, those greedy fingers become the center of my universe. I just hear blah, blah, blah, HUGE, blah, blah, blah.

Somewhere distantly in our family tree, we’re related to Catherine the Great, she of the erotic horse riding fame. You know the story. It’s filthy, not to mention anatomically impossible, but certain historians claim my great-great-great-whatever auntie took a horse to bed. We’re big fans of the monster dick in my family, and my dick doesn’t disappoint in that regard. It’s huge.

“He’s all yours. Your own personal pony ride. You can thank me later.” She squeezes my dick in response, so I nip her ear. God, she’s fun. “Don’t scare him or he won’t come out and play.”

Edee snorts and lets go of my plaything. Pity.

“His ego’s fine,” she says.

“But positive reinforcement is important. He responds well to compliments.”

“Oh?” She makes a little humming sound in the back of her throat. I’d kill to hear that sexy sound when she has her mouth wrapped around my dick.

She laces her hands around my neck, her fingers threading through my hair.

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