King by Flora Madison

Author:Flora Madison [Madison, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-27T16:00:00+00:00

6 Ronnie

His words send chills erupting all over my body. I’ve never been with a man like this, so giving and eager. I relinquish control as he gently pins my wrists over my head. “You’ll tell me if there’s anything you don’t like,” he says with hooded eyes. Again, chivalry at the forefront of everything he does.

“King, I have a feeling I won’t have to.”

His lips twist into a devious smile before he presses them against my own once more. His tongue provides the perfect amount of pressure and ease. My wetness gathers with each gentle stroke. He pulls away briefly and grabs a condom. It’s a relief that he knows it’s imperative with me. Desire is great, but so is safety.

Once he’s back on top of me, he slowly guides himself to my opening. I suck in air through my teeth. When I saw what King was packing, I knew he’d have to work his way in. I didn’t expect it to feel like it’s the first time I’ve ever done this. He stretches me, and it hurts so good. I feel new, born again. Like my past never existed. Like nothing existed before King.

My fingernails rake against the stubble on his chest as I stretch once more to accommodate King’s massive size. “You okay, baby?”

“I’m fucking great,” I growl, running my fingers up the side of his arms until I reach those inhuman trap muscles of his. I will myself to relax, and let him get all the way in. All I have to do is take in his glorious muscular form and my natural lube comes pouring out of me again, allowing him to press further, further, and finally King’s all the way in.

I can’t tell if I’m laughing or crying, but with every stroke, every pump our bodies dance together. Two people become one in the darkness of his apartment. It’s understandable that soon, he leans forward and growls in my ear, his voice pinched. “Ronnie I can’t hold it. You’re too fucking much.”

“Let it go, King. Let it all go.”

My fingers grip the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me as he grunts upon release. My own body responds in a wave of pulsating jerks, an itch deep inside I didn’t know needed scratching. When it’s over, he lays on me exhausted, and tears run down the side of my face. Embarrassed, I swipe them away before he has the chance to see the emotional toll this has taken on me.

Minutes pass, maybe an hour, and when King rolls off of me he lays on his side and brushes the wet strands of hair away from my face. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.” My voice comes out a whisper.

“When you said I was nothing like your daddy, what did you mean?”

I furrow my brow. “Are you searching for compliments? Come on, me climaxing twice isn’t enough for you?”

He smiles and my heart melts. This man couldn’t hurt a fly. Not like my daddy.

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