Game Over
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She was screaming fit to beat the band, both legs holding him in a vise-grip, her clit rammed into his groin and her nails embedded somewhere in the vicinity of his second or third cervical vertebrae.
Spasms of sensation rippled over his cock as she hit the heights with him, shaking and shuddering like she was about to de-pixillate right in his arms. She came and came and kept coming, a very un-Princess-like grimace of lust on her face.
Finally they both sagged, Zara's legs sliding back down to the ground and Sir Lincoln's buttocks unclenching enough to allow him to pull his cock free. It was like popping the cork on a bottle—their juices gushed out, soaking both of them.
"Shit. We need a shower, babe." Sir Lincoln leaned his forehead wearily against Zara's.
"Yeah. But it was worth every minute of it." Zara dropped a kiss on his nose. "Thank God the credits are running. And we're finally together."
"Not an enemy in sight." Sir Lincoln grinned.
"Nor a friend either." Zara grinned back.
(For the purposes of story continuity, we should mention here that Fuzzy, Bobsy and Cursor all saw the massive lightshow that accompanied Sir Lincoln's triumphant entry into the Tower of Chaos. They wisely decided to postpone any visit to Princess Zara's chamber. For about a week or so, at least.)
Thus, as the credits rolled in the real world, Princess Zara stepped into the shower followed by Sir Lincoln of Green, both happy campers, both still horny little fuckers and both ready to do it again.
After a lot of playing with soapsuds, shampoos and bath sponges, they did. And they kept on doing it until they couldn't breathe properly, the sheets were ruined and they'd exhausted every single sexual position they could think of.
Only then did Zara turn her head tiredly on the pillow and smile at her hero. "Well, that was nice."
"Nice?" Sir Lincoln tried to get a note of protest into his voice, but he was too fucking tired. "Is that all you can say?"
She grinned. "Kidding. Sweetheart, you were soooo worth waiting for. I denied myself any pleasure at all. Didn't even think of another man. I was waiting for you...and only you..."
And like the essentially male hero he was, Sir Lincoln believed her.
- - -
On a typical couch, in a typical living room, in the town of Anyplace at All...
"Jesus Christ. Do you tell Timmy stories like that when you're playing with him?"
Shelley stared at her husband. "Christ, Tom, he's five." She grinned. "Of course I don't. I save 'em for my hero."
"Mmm." He pushed her back onto the sofa cushions. "They work. I liked the fairy parts. And the mermaid with her perfect breasts..." Rapidly he slipped his hands beneath her T-shirt and unsnapped her bra. "It's especially nice getting a story like that on nights when Timmy's staying over at his grandmother's."
Shelley sighed. "So why don't we just..." She slid the zipper on his fly carefully downward and cupped her hands around his butt beneath his jeans. "Pretend we're in our own game? You bring your personal Magic Sword over here and see what you can do with it..."
"Oh yeah. Why don't I?"
And so, lit only by the flicker of the words on the television screen, the human player who had finally triumphed over the last levels of the most challenging video game of all time, received his own rewards. Just like Sir Lincoln of Green was doing at pretty much the same moment.
The words on the screen?
Game Over.
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Well, that's the end of this little story - I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
If you did, you might be interested in some of my other personally published books,
older volumes that ran their course with formal publishing companies and are now available here on Smashwords.
Discover more of my titles:
My Lady Vampire Book One
My Lady Vampire Book Two
My Lady Vampire Book Three
Seduced by the Sun God
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