Throttle: A Bad Boy Sports Romance
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“Not his bed, I hope.”
“In fact…”
“Ew.”
“It’s amazing, isn’t it? How much history is in this place? What stories these walls would tell. He was quite the jokester, apparently.”
“Who?”
“Georgie. Keep up, my love.”
I roll over on top of him, his cock crushed up against my pubic bone. “My love? That’s new.”
“You’d prefer something more American? Pumpkin, perhaps? Sugarlips? Babykins? Shmoopsie-poo?”
“Enough.” I shift up until the head of his cock’s sitting against my opening, still slick from our most recent encounter. “’My love’ will work. As for Spencer and his jousting stick…” I sink myself back onto his cock, take it deep.
Spencer hums below me. “Don’t worry, keeping my stick aloft isn’t a problem when you’re around.”
I start to grind down on him, dropping my chest so he can take a nipple into his mouth. “Ah, but can you hit your target with that stick of yours?”
He takes me around the hips and rolls us over, thrusting higher, hitting my g-spot. “You’d be surprised at how accurate I can be atop a steed. And what of my prize?”
I could get used to this, sleeping late, pounded into a stupor by own Prince. “I suppose you do deserve a happy ending.”
“We both do. We’re in a castle, after all, a prince and his prize.”
I hold his buttocks, help him dip to the balls. “I don’t know if I believe in happily-ever-afters.”
“Trust me,” he smiles, chest rubbing against my clit, “they exist, even for sassy Americans.”
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