The sun was shining high in the Silesian sky as we walked hand in hand. I looked up at Milos who flashed me a mischievous smile before darting forward, pulling me through the twists and turns of the maze. Though I was completely lost at that point, I could tell that Milos had memorized the entire maze. As we made one last left turn, Milos sprinted forward through the long tunnel, laughing childishly. I smiled and chased after him.
As I reached the end, I watched as the tunnel opened up into a beautiful courtyard. The ground was green and mossy, and in the center, was a beautiful fountain that allowed the waters of Silesia to billow over the round marble ball on the top.
“This was where I had my best ideas,” he said loudly as he reached his arms over his head. “They never could find me in this maze.”
“It’s beautiful,” I said.
“It is,” Milos said as he turned toward me, his eyes darkening.
Butterflies erupted in my chest and stomach as his face grew serious and he walked over to me. He lifted his hands to my face and leaned down, pressing his lips hard against mine. I couldn’t resist and allowed myself to fall into his kiss. His mouth was warm and needy, and all I could think was that I wanted more. He reached his hand around my waist and lifted me up into the air as he kept his lips firmly pressed against mine. His tongue slipped between my lips, and I opened my mouth and allowed him to taste my tongue. Milos reached down and scooped me up in his arms, and he knelt down into the moss. For a moment, he hovered with his hands clutched beneath me and his lips moving wildly over mine. Slowly, he ducked down, and he set me gently down in the grass and pulled himself over me. The moss was cool and soft beneath my body, and I looked around for any sight of prying eyes.
“Relax,” he whispered into my ear as he fiddled with the buttons on my dress. “We are all alone out here, and I don’t want to wait to taste you.”
His words were like fire. I melted under his fingertips immediately. There was something wild and erotic about fucking him in the open. I gazed up at the blue skies, not knowing when someone could walk around the corner. Milos sat up, finished unbuttoning my dress, and looked down at my body as each side of fabric slid down beside me. He ran his hands down my bare breasts and felt my hard nipples in his palms.
I arched my back and licked my lips as his hands continued further down my stomach and rubbed over my moistened mound through my silk panties. I moaned softly as I grabbed the grass and moss at my sides. I could see Milos restrained himself, as he tried to prolong this session and make me beg for him to be inside of him. What he didn’t realize was I had already seen that coming and built my resistance strong.
I watched as Milos pulled his polo over his head, and his muscles flexed and glimmered underneath the afternoon sun. I bit my lip as he scooted down and began to move his mouth over my stomach and pulled at my panties with his hands. I lifted my ass in the air and watched the silk material sparkle down my legs and into a pile in the grass. The cool breeze washed over my sopping pussy, and the warmth of his mouth around it pushed me into a tizzy. Slowly he pushed his tongue into my wetness and ran it up and down through my pussy. The feeling was almost enough to make me explode right there but I took a deep breath and opened my legs wider, letting him know he was invited.
He groaned as he sopped it up. “I love the way you taste. You like my tongue on you?”
“Yes,” I moaned as my back arched again.
“Move those hips like that stripper you once were,” he groaned. If I hadn’t been completely immersed in ecstasy, I might have taken offense, but his dirty talk aroused me more than even his tongue could.
I picked my hips up from the grass and grabbed onto his hair, shoving him into me and grinding against his face. His smoothly shaven skin was soft against mine, and I felt him reach up as he slid two fingers inside of me and rubbed his other hand up my body between my tits. I pushed harder against his head as I moaned loudly and fucked his face in the grass and moss. He groaned into my pussy as my wetness continued to increase until it was dripping from my body. Faster and faster he fingered me while he ran his tongue over my clit and plunged in with his fingers. I could feel the orgasm building higher, but I kept it suppressed, wanting to feel more of his mouth.
He sat up and began to quickly unbuckle his pants, obviously giving in to the urge to plow into me, but I sat up and pushed him down, pulled off his clothes, and sat on his face. He grabbed my hips and groaned as my pussy grazed over his mouth. I reached out and grasped his rock-hard cock in both hands and leaned over, taking it into my mouth. His groan vibrated through my mound, and I screamed out, feeling myself close to the edge. I lifted myself upward trying to gather control, but he grabbed my hips and pulled me back down onto his face. I sat up and ran my hands up my breasts, giving in as I ground harder against his mouth. As I reached my peak, he began to finger me hard and fast while he sucked on my clit, which caused my orgasm to spiral out of control. I arched my back and squeezed my tits, screaming loudly.
Just as my body began to untense, he pushed me down him until I hovered over his cock. I bit my lip and slid down the shaft. I felt him filling me up completely. He growled loudly behind me and grabbed onto the ground below him and watched me grind on his cock as I faced the fountain. I looked around the open space in front of me and became aware of how public we really were. However, instead of feeling timid and tense, I felt completely aroused and pushed down his shaft, harder and faster. There was something free and erotic about sex in public, something I didn’t know that I liked until that moment.
“Bend forward,” he growled as he pushed on my back.
I reached forward and grabbed his ankles as I pushed backward and forward over and over. He reached up and grabbed onto my ass and ran his thumb through my cheeks. I moaned loudly at the sensation, making him grab my hips and push me forward and back at a faster pace. Milos sat up slightly as he ran his fingers down my back, before pulling out of me and pushing my body down on the ground. He grabbed my legs and slid them apart and leaned into my body as he thrust forward through my wetness. I laid my cheek on the cool ground and reached my arms forward, digging into the soil with my nails. I moaned loud in short bursts that matched his motions. He reached underneath me and pulled my ass higher in the air. I spread my legs outward and steadied my knees underneath.
Slowly, he pulled in and out, feeling my sopping pussy contract and release around his massive erection. I could tell he was holding back, and I arched my back, giving him more access to go deeper. I wanted it so bad, I could taste it, but he wasn’t willing to give in to the pleas my body was making. I could feel every inch of his cock as he slid it slowly in and out of me. He grabbed on to the back of my neck and pushed in deep with a loud groan.
“I want to make you come,” I moaned.
“You will,” he gasped. “But not until I feel that wetness around my cock.”
It was almost like we were playing a game to see who could make each other go first. Part of me wanted to feel another release like the last, but the other part of me wanted to win at this game. I looked back at him and caught his eyes. I put two fingers in my mouth and sucked hard on them before I pushed them down between my legs and started rubbing my clit. He bit his lip and shook his head as a coy smile erupted on his face. He knew I was playing right along with his game.
“God, you are so fucking sexy,” he said, chuckling as he pushed hard and deep.
I took my hand and pushed him from behind me and turned over on my back with my legs spread wide apart.
“Give me what you got, Prince,” I said with a cocked smile.
“I don’t know if you can handle that,” he whispered as he leaned in close, stroking his cock.
“Show me,” I teased. My hands ran through my pussy and up to his dick. I pulled hard and watched as his shaft slid into my wetness.
We’d had sex several times now, but at that moment, even I was unsure of whether I could hold out any longer.
Chapter 14: Milos
Adriana’s soft hands grazed over my stomach as I moved inside of her, trying to bring her to orgasm. She bit her lip and tipped her head back, grinning at the feeling of me deep inside of her. Her wild eyes and billowing curls looked absolutely amazing against the bright colors beneath us, and at that moment, she was the only girl in the world. She moved her hips in a winding motion as I thrust deep inside of her, before slowly pulling out and going back for more. Her wet pussy was so inviting, and I could still taste her on my lips. I reached down and grabbed her hips, giving her strong short bursts of my cock as I gritted my teeth, trying not to pull out and blow my load all over her bouncing tits. I set her hips down and pulled out for a second, giving my cock time to cool off.
“No way,” she said, smiling as she wagged her finger at me. “That’s not fair. No breaks for you, mister. Now, fuck me harder.”
Holy shit, she knew just what to say to me to make me move. I smiled mischievously at her as I picked her hips back up and jammed it in as hard as I could. She flung her arms out to the side and arched her back, screaming in pleasure. The grass beneath her fingers was raked back as she clawed for some sort of release, a release I was planning on giving her very soon.
“More,” she moaned. “Give me more.”
I pushed harder and harder into her, trying to break her resolve and feel her come, but as the heat in my belly pushed downward, I wasn’t sure if I was going to last that long. I growled low in my chest as I bent over toward her and pulled her mouth against mine. She moaned softly into my mouth as my body pushed against hers. Without warning, I had laid down into her, and she wrapped her legs around me, grinding while I pushed deep inside of her. She moaned louder and arched her back, exploding around my cock. I could feel the warmth of her wetness gush over me, and immediately, I felt my own orgasm begin to creep up. I reached down and grabbed her hips and thrust hard and fast until I could feel my body tense and my cock swell. With one last thrust, I released, feeling my dick pulsate inside of her dripping pussy. Pleasure shot through my body, and I closed my eyes as I groaned loudly into her mouth.
I laid there, still inside of her, for several more moments until finally, I was able to use my body again. I kissed her lips as I pulled out and sat up on my knees, wincing internally as I felt a twinge of guilt push against my chest. I reached down and helped to her feet, handed her the panties on the ground and stood while we got dressed. She smiled sweetly as she buttoned the last few buttons over her breasts, covering up her skin. If I had it my way, we wouldn’t leave this maze for at least another hour. However, as the uneasiness in my stomach built, I knew it was time to walk her back out.
I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, unable to shake the pull I felt for her. She was so beautiful, and as she stood in the bright sunlight, I couldn’t help but allow myself to feel for her for just a moment. However, as we walked arm and arm back through the maze of bushes, that moment faded, and my guilt turned to fear. We stepped out of the maze, back into the garden, and walked slowly toward the castle doors. She leaned her head against my shoulder, and I could feel the fear as it turned to panic.
“We should have dinner together tonight,” she cooed. “We could set up out here and eat under the stars.”
“That sounds lovely,” I said as I mustered an excuse. “But unfortunately, I can’t. I have a dinner meeting with some of the council. I’m sorry, darling. Rain check?”
She shook her head with a disappointed look on her face, and my fears started to mix with guilt again. I walked her back up to the castle doors and kissed her on the cheek, trying to avoid eye contact. I could tell she wasn’t sure of my choice of excuse, but I turned and walked away without another word. The last thing I wanted was for us to have another fight. I was too pent up at that moment and knew I would be defensive and cruel. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched as she took a deep breath and turned toward the castle. Once I had seen her enter the palace, I made a beeline for my quarters.
I couldn’t move fast enough to escape the fear bulging in my chest at that moment. I searched the room for my phone and called down to the servant’s quarters, asking for a car to be pulled up out front. I gathered some clothes into a bag and headed out the back way, so as to not be seen. I needed to get away and get away fast. Fear was driving me absolutely insane. There was no way I could let myself feel these feelings. I would end up stuck in a marriage, and my freedom would be gone.
I jumped into the town car out front and set the course for the capital, where I could get into a hotel, get changed, and head out to the bars. While the car moved further from the palace, I pulled my hands through my hair with frustration. I had let myself go with this girl, and I should have known from the beginning. She was too beautiful, too smart, and way too charming for me not to have feelings for her. How I thought I could get away with this, I didn’t know, but I was kicking myself for getting into this situation. Whether I liked it or not, which I had made sure to not think about, this woman was my life for the next eleven months.
For an entire year, I was going to have to continue to torture myself, trying to keep my hands off of her. Who was I kidding? If I continued to fuck her and bolt, she was eventually going to call me out on it or leave the castle altogether. Regardless of contracts, Adriana was no fool, nor would she sit around and let someone like me screw with her head. There were too many men out there that deserved a woman like Adriana, and I wasn’t one of them. Part of me knew that was true, while the other knew I was making up excuses to feel better about leaving. The all-out truth of the matter was, she scared the hell out of me with her radiant smile and perfect body. Just the way she arched her back sent waves through my cock, and thinking about her kind nature, well, that was just a double threat.
Once I arrived at the hotel, my mind had calmed a bit, and I was just ready to get out and do some drinking. Nothing cut a woman from your mind quicker than a fifth of whiskey and some sexy girls. After changing into one of my best suits, I took a shot for the road and headed down to the capital for some fun. The bars were packed, and there were beautiful women everywhere. As I sat at the bar talking it up with two buxom blondes, the only thing I could think of was Adriana and what she was doing at that moment.
The frustration of this woman in my mind was driving me absolutely mad. So, I paid my tab and moved on to the next bar. Bar after bar, woman after woman, I repeated the same cycle. I had a few drinks, tried to focus on the sexy women in front of me, and then in frustration, moved on to the next place. I tried whiskey, I tried brunettes, I even tried drinking a martini, but nothing was shaking the thought of her from my mind.
Eventually, I ended up at a strip club, a strange place to get my current stripper wife out of my mind. I ordered bottle service and invited two of the strippers over to join me. By that point, I had drunk my fair share and was feeling loose and ready to mingle. However, as I slid my hand over the stripper’s tight thigh, Adriana’s gorgeous smile flashed through my mind. I saw her as she laid in the moss and grass earlier, haunting me with our amazing afternoon together.
I pulled my hand back and poured another shot, hoping I could drown out this ghost in my mind. The way she looked at me was refreshing and pure. It was as if she was seeing me and not anyone else. I wanted to be the man she deserved so badly, but I was terrified of cutting off my freedom and sinking myself into somethi
ng so beautiful.
I forced my hand back over the stripper’s leg and ran it up her thigh, grazing her pussy with my fingers. She looked over at me and winked, and I knew if I wanted her, I could have her right here and right now. Even though my mind was on this stripper, my cock was having none of it, and I felt absolutely nothing in my pants. Fuck, Adriana had gotten me so deep, my own cock was revolting against me. In my drunken haze, I thought maybe if I just got in one good lay with someone else, these thoughts would stop haunting me, but it looked like that wasn’t going to happen.
Instead, I started to drink way heavier than before. By the time the strip club closed, I was three sheets to the wind, trying to focus on the sidewalk under my feet as the two strippers helped me toward the hotel. I groped at the blonde’s tits and watched as she ran her hand up the outside of my pants. I shook my head as she pouted at me, noticing my dick didn’t react to her at all. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol or Adriana, but something was making damn sure I wasn’t able to have any fun that night.
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