by Lara Swann
She’s wet and eager against the tip of my cock, and I almost thrust into her without thinking, driven by an animal lust I can barely control. Instead, I force myself backward, suddenly looking at her in doubt.
“I don’t—do you have…”
But of course she doesn’t. She was wearing a tiny bikini, and this wasn’t planned at all - where would she have put—
“It’s okay.” She says, wide eyes looking up at me hopefully, and I can tell it’s at least partly a question. “I’m on the pill…and I’m not…if you’re…”
I breathe deeply, looking down at the perfect, hot body waiting for me, then nod.
“I’m clean.” I say, somewhat wryly as I think of my reputation. “I always check before I come back here for the summer…and despite what you might think, I’m always careful.”
Her eyes heat again as she looks at me.
“Except with me?” She asks, a seductive smile playing across her mouth.
I laugh at that, even though I’m so close to her, so almost there I can barely think. It’s true.
“Except with you. You’re worth it, Princesca.”
“Then fucking stop…making me…wait.” She gets out, grunting as she arches herself up against me.
I grin, gripping her hands and pressing them down into the sand with my own, then finally thrust deep inside her. Where I’ve wanted to be all week.
And fuck is it perfect.
Wet and soft and tight and all mine.
She cries out at the rough entry, but her body adjusts to mine almost instantly - her legs wrap around me and she’s looking at me in a haze of lust and pleasure. I lean down to take her mouth in mine, kissing and nibbling at her lips as I start thrusting hard inside her. She moans and arches up into me, squeezing my hands tight as I feel her pussy slide against my bare cock again and again.
I’m in heaven. Blissful, unending pleasure building inside me as I hear her sexy moans and whimpers, as I feel her tight pussy clenched hard around my cock, and her whole body reacting to me.
I’m not gentle, but she doesn’t want that. She wants to feel me. And, fuck, I want to give her exactly that.
After a few moments, I let go of her hands and she clutches my shoulders again. I swear I can feel her nails digging into my back, and that spike of pain only urges me on further. She’s moving and rising with every stroke I give her, and our breath mingles together as we start gasping from the need, the exertion, and the heat that’s rising within us.
“Fucking…amazing…” I mutter, kissing her hard while pulling and pinching at her nipples.
That seems to drive her even more crazy, and I can feel her pussy start to clench around me hard. Her breath is coming faster and I can hear it getting higher and higher as I don’t let up - I want to take her over the edge. I feel like I’m going to explode at any moment, and I want to feel her first.
“Derek…” She murmurs, and it’s enough to fucking kill me.
Hearing my name on her lips…it’s just perfect.
“Say that again.” I insist, voice hot against her ear. “What do you want, baby?”
“Oohhh…” She moans hard, hips meeting me with every stroke now, my cock slamming against her clit and sending little shudders through her body. “I want you…fuck, Derek…I want you.”
“Ughh…” I groan now, breath rasping with need as I get closer to the edge.
I can’t hold out much longer. I’ve been thinking of this for too long. Her hot, gorgeous body has been teasing me for too long. Another time…we’ll go slow and steady. But right now?
“Cum for me, Hanna.” I murmur. “I want to hear you scream.”
She tilts her head back and looks at me, eyes wild. One hand comes up to clutch my hair and I grunt against her as I thrust harder and faster than I have before, hitting her deep inside and knowing that she’s feeling me stretch her pussy wide.
“Yes…fuck, god…yes…”
Her cries get higher and higher, and then…
She cries out, body slamming against mine and freezing up as every muscle tightens with tension. I groan hard, fucking her through it, wanting her to feel everything as her pussy clenches and squeezes my cock. It feels fucking amazing and I can’t remember the last time I was this hard, this desperate, everything in me seeming on edge and in need.
She’s making the hottest sounds I’ve ever heard, groaning and crying out and saying unintelligible words over and over again.
I kiss her on the forehead, then down her cheek to her mouth, catching those delicious sounds in a fierce, needy kiss. Her whole body is rippling against me and within moments it becomes too much - I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into me, and my hips thrust forward once, twice, hitting her deep and then…
“Fuuuck…”
I grind it out as my orgasm washes over me, feeling my cock throb and then tense and explode inside of her, the walls of her pussy welcoming it and clenching hard, milking me and drawing it all out.
Oh god yes.
She’s moaning in my ear, but I can’t make any of it out, because all I can feel is that insane, intense pleasure spreading through me. The warmth and lassitude that follows it within moments.
We lie together like that, breathing harshly and desperately, bodies tangled together and sweat running down us in the warm heat of the sun. It takes longer than I would have guessed before either of us wants or has the strength to move, but after a few minutes I roll off to give her some space. And then immediately cuddle up to her on the towel, ignoring the bits of sand stuck to us as I draw her into my arms, my lips tracing her temple and my breath making her hair move.
After a week of running between meetings and issues, dealing with irate people and stupid opinions…all that is finally out of my head. For the first time, I actually feel my body relax.
“My god…” I murmur, after my breathing has started easing again.
“I know.” She says, with a soft laugh. “Better than I thought it would be, even - and I thought about it a lot.”
She kisses my hand where it’s wrapped across her breasts, and wriggles back against me. My cock is entirely too spent to respond, but something else inside me does instead, a warm, sated feeling suffusing me again.
“I wasn’t sure you’d be up for this, you know.” I add, my voice deep and slow in her ear.
I trail a hand lightly down her side, just enjoying the smooth, soft skin of her naked body against me and feeling like I could lie like this forever. I might not be quite up for seconds yet…but I don’t think it will be long.
She laughs again, that playful sound reminding me of all the reasons I haven’t been able to get her out of my head all week. “I decided a summer fling would be fun.”
I smile at the idea of that.
“Mm, I can get behind that. In fact, I think it’s going to be the most fun summer I’ve ever had here.”
I hadn’t thought about it in the slightest, but as soon as she says it, I realize - that’s exactly what I want from this. A summer with my Princess…and all the benefits I promised her from the very start.
Chapter Fourteen
Derek
After that, I deliberately set aside time in my royal schedule for Hanna.
I don’t care what anyone might say - it’s worth it.
And surprisingly, they don’t say much at all. Maybe they understand that a Prince might spend time with his Princesca-attenciano more than they understand a Prince might need some downtime. Hell, you could even argue that it’s part of what’s expected of a Prince of Aldora - my royal role and responsibilities.
Of course, I’m sure it didn’t hurt to mention casually that I need some time to teach her about our customs and traditions either - especially with the Court Ball coming up. I don’t think they want to risk anything else going wrong with her court appearances.
I don’t tell them that Granna is the one doing pretty much all the preparation for that. When I see Hanna, we…have other things on our minds entire
ly.
I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as insatiable as me but…Hanna comes close. All it seems to take is one hot, hungry look and she responds almost instantly - tempting, teasing and driving me crazy with that wild look in her eyes. It’s as obvious as fucking day how badly I want her, and that gets her soaking wet within minutes. She loves it that fierce need inside of me - almost as much as she seems to love my body, and my cock, and the way I go down on her until she has to muffle her cries with her arm or risk everyone hearing just how impure the Princesca-attenciano is.
We might enjoy the idea of my not-pure-and-virtuous Princess a little too much ourselves, but I don’t think either of us really wants to share it with the rest of the palace. Even though we come pretty damn close to getting caught sometimes.
I’m still busy - still attending what seems like endless meetings, with endless people who need my input on something I really have no clue about, or making official royal appearances to maintain the goodwill of the people. But after all of that is done each day, I have no hesitation about sneaking into my Princesca’s room at night. That inner garden is very helpful for giving the appearance of going innocently back to my own room…and then disappearing to see Hanna.
I think it’s always been used for that - one of the ways our family has kept up the appearance of modest, proper behavior even when they’ve wanted to do something else entirely. I have no idea what they’d say to me using it that way…but I think they have a good idea what we’re doing anyway.
Now that I’m seeing Hanna more regularly she knows a lot more about my schedule…and I don’t think it’s an accident that we keep running into each other. Not when she just happens to be walking down the other side of the hallway, giving me a slow smirk and a hot, lingering look - before moving past with a slight swing of the hips and letting my eyes follow her until she’s out of sight.
Or smiling and making suggestive gestures that I think no one else sees, then leaving me to explain why I suddenly can’t remember what I was saying at all, or shifting my gait so that whatever she’s put into my head isn’t too obvious.
She’s a fucking tease, and I wish I could say it didn’t work every time, but that would be a bald-faced lie. And what’s worse…I love it. I can’t get enough. I want her under me every moment and when she walks past, I lose all ability to focus on anything else.
And when I get back to her room at night…I make her pay. And she loves that - everything that happens when all that pent-up frustration and desire comes out in a frenzy of heat and passion that neither of us can control. I’ve never felt this intoxicated by a girl before, and I don’t know whether it’s just because she’s far less available when I’m busy all day or what, but daaamn.
To my surprise, it’s making a hell of a difference to everything else, too. Even having those few hours with her at the end of the day - or pre-dawn before the chaos of my schedule starts - seems to make me far better at dealing with all the daily royal bullshit. I’m more patient and tolerant knowing that at the end of it all, I get to go and find her - and then whatever frustration I feel will disappear into a far more satisfying, fun kind of frustration and need.
It seems like suddenly, I don’t mind it all so much. Nothing seems so bad anymore, when I’m having so much fun with Hanna. I don’t know whether it’s just having a fuck-ton of sex on a regular basis while all the bullshit is going on, or whether it’s Hanna in particular, but whatever the reason…I feel happier than I can ever remember being during my time here in Aldora - despite how determined my parents seem to keep me busy.
It’s almost strange to walk these hallways like this, with a light, easy feeling in my chest and a smile tugging at my lips, but as I finish with the last of my meetings for the day - earlier than usual - I find I just can’t help it as I walk towards Hanna’s suite.
My mind is already imagining seeing her again, and I find the hallways become a blur as all I can think about is pulling her towards me and kissing her with the sizzling intensity that’s somehow built during the whole ten hours we’ve been apart.
Sure, it all feels a little ridiculous right now - but since I never expected to actually enjoy any of the summer here, I’m not going to question it. I’ll take what I can get.
When I reach her room, I walk straight in with only a brief nod towards Simeon. He’s used to seeing me here now, and I’m not doing the polite knock and waiting thing anymore. She’s my Princesca, after all, and we’ve satisfied the rules of Aldoran modesty well enough. No one can possibly question me visiting her - and as for what we get up to…well, that’s our business. And it’s a hell of a lot more discreet here in her room than…well, a few of the other things we’ve done. But as far as I can tell, no one knows about them.
I glance around as I walk through her rooms, slightly confused that I don’t see her immediately. They’re not that big, but maybe—
The spray of the shower answers my question, and as I move toward the bathroom door my mouth curves up in a smirk.
I see the closed door, and what passes through my mind is definitely not ‘I should wait out here until she’s ready’. Instead, I weigh it up for one brief moment and figure there’s probably an eighty percent chance she won’t throw something at me if I just walk in - which is more than good enough odds for it to be worth it.
So I open the door and slip inside, letting it swing gently closed behind me. And then I stop.
Hanna is humming to herself towards the back of the over-the-top bathroom, steam rising from the marble walk-in shower and water spraying against the glass screen. She’s running her hands through her hair and the water slides down her soft, slightly pinkish skin as I just stare. Hair slicked back and down her back, lithe curved body on full display and little droplets of water sparkling off her. Fuck me.
Worth it already.
My smirk turns into a grin just as she turns and sees me there. Her hands fly to her mouth as she lets out a small cry, jumping in surprise. She recovers almost instantly.
“Derek! What—?”
I’m too busy running my gaze up and down her body to reply, and then I can’t wait any longer. I strip off my clothes in an instant, meeting her narrowed, slightly outraged gaze as I step into the shower to join her.
The spray hits me in a blanket of warmth but I barely notice it as I step up to Hanna and kiss her deeply. She tries to stay scowling, but the moment my lips touch hers, she’s pressing back against me and I feel her expression smooth. I press her up against the tiled wall and her arms go around my neck.
“Derek…” She murmurs again, this time as a sigh.
“You thought I could resist the idea of you in the shower?” I growl into her neck, and she shudders under me, her leg sliding against mine.
“You could have killed me.” She objects, but there’s no heat in it. “I almost jumped a mile.”
I grin, raising an eyebrow. “You’d rather I hadn’t joined you?”
“Well…” She starts, but I don’t give her a chance to reply.
I’m already moving down her body, kissing and nibbling and sucking at her gloriously warm, wet skin. I suck harder on her breasts, tongue swirling over the rock-hard nipples, before I give one last kiss and go to my knees in front of her. We’re slightly out of the center of the spray, with just the edge of it splashing across my shoulder, but neither of us is shivering from it.
I pull her hips towards me, my hands curving over her beautiful ass and squeezing as I inhale deeply against her stomach, suckling at her skin. She sighs softly, her hands still on my shoulders - gently resting there as I work my way closer and closer to her gorgeous pussy.
“Derek…” She murmurs again, and it echoes slightly in the large, tiled room.
I spread her legs with my hands, thumbs running up that sensitive skin between her inner thighs and pressing it open while I hold her ass in my palms. She gasps again, pushing herself back against the wall as the movement bends her knees and leaves her grasping more tightly o
nto my shoulders.
My five-o-clock shadow rubs against her soft skin as I gradually work my way down from her stomach until my face is hovering under her sweet, glistening center. I lean my body forward, my shoulders getting right under her and spreading her legs further, and I feel her muscles tense as she tries to balance.
“Relax.” I murmur, and feel her shudder at the heat of my breath against her aching pussy. “I’ve got you.”
I spread my hands further apart, holding her thighs securely as I keep her wedged in place against the wall with the rest of my body. It takes a moment, but then she does as I said and relaxes, her weight falling down against me. I smile to myself before finally tilting my head up and breathing in the hot musk of her most intimate scent.
“Derek…” She says again, and this time it’s a moan - hot and needy and ready with anticipation.
My cock begins to throb, hard and wanting as it presses up against my stomach. I ignore that - I wouldn’t trade this for the world, no matter how much it might be longing to feel her tight pussy squeezing hard around it again.
Instead, I give Hanna what she wants, unable to resist that hot scent above me anymore. I feel the electric charge of lust along my veins, and lick long and slow along the lips of her pussy, from one end to the other. Then I repeat, feeling her start to shudder with the strength of it, combined with the friction from my face moving along her most sensitive place.
She moans, fingers grasping harder at me as I start stepping up the pace, my mouth and tongue and lips working her pussy and tugging at her clit. She’s gasping above me, even over the sound of the spray, and her whole body shudders whenever I get it just right. I can’t think about anything other than how good she tastes, how beautiful she is as everything inside her builds. Within moments my tongue is thrusting right into her pussy, wanting her to feel me before I come out and flick at her clit.
Her cries are getting higher now, and I can’t imagine hearing anything better while my tongue and mouth works hard, harder, until it feels like we’re both in some kind of frenzy together - me unable to stop even if I wanted to, her grinding and moaning and clenching at me. When I chance looking up, I see her head thrown back against the tiles, her mouth open as gasps rip through her body, and I can tell she’s getting close. She always gets that half-blank, half-intent look on her face as she concentrates on the building force inside her, and my tongue gets more and more powerful and demanding as I start feeling her body quivering beneath me.