She pulled her sultriest walk from her secret bag of tricks, feeling Royce’s gaze burning her ass. Clicks extinguished the lights in the rooms behind her one by one. Royce wedged against her before Jill reached the bedroom door. She placed her arms over the ones around her and rubbed against him. Slowly she lifted her gaze to his, then parted her lips for a kiss she had no problem taking for herself. After all these years, all the many times they’d kissed, the touch of his tongue to hers still made her stomach all fluttery.
Royce maneuvered her into the room, shutting the door behind them. Quick fingers unbuttoned her blouse, seeking out the treasure within. He broke the kiss on a deep-throated chuckle, eyeing the box on the bed while he thumbed her nipples through the lace.
“I’m guessing these aren’t the presents you were referring to.” He cupped her breasts together then bent his head toward her cleavage.
“Those are for later.” She grabbed his hands and tugged him toward the bed. “Come, open the box.”
He pushed his shoes off as they went. She dropped her blouse on the floor. Her jeans followed. The signal was pretty clear and he had no trouble deciphering it. By the time they reached the bed, they were down to underwear. She crawled to the middle of their big bed and pushed the present his way.
“It’s not as extravagant as the present you gave me,” she said, “but you’ll find you aren’t the only one who researched the appropriate gift to give for a ninth anniversary.”
Royce took his time opening the box. She knew it was to string out the moment, let the tension mount. If she were honest, Jill spent more time watching his erection than his efforts to unwrap the package. When he finally pulled the lid off, she tried not to laugh when his erection wilted a little. Clearly the briefcase wasn’t what he’d been expecting.
“It’s beautiful, honey.” He brushed his fingers over the hand-tooled Italian black leather. “I needed a new one.”
“I know.” She scooted beside him until her breast brushed his upper arm. “You can fit a lot of stuff in there. Open it and see.”
Jill watched his face as he did so. His smile was instant. A hearty laugh followed.
“You bought me satin and silk underwear.”
“In all your favorite colors and then some. I told you a lot of stuff would fit in there.” She licked the side of his neck, then flicked her tongue over his earlobe. “Put a pair on, handsome. I’m about to have my way with you.”
Royce grabbed the black satin. No surprise there—the man had a thing for satin. Sometimes the mere mention was enough to give him a hard-on.
Jill closed the briefcase and set it on the floor while Royce stripped to put on the boxers. Not once did she take her gaze from him. The man only got better with age. His heavy erection saluted her. It was a shame to tuck it away in the boxers.
Boy, do I have plans for you.
Her skin tingled as the black satin slid over his legs. Nipples and clit grew hard at the sight of Royce’s hand on his cock as he carefully tucked it into place. It tented the satin, dampening it with pre-cum.
Jill brushed her hand over the bed. “Lie down and be quick about it.”
Royce’s brow lifted slightly, but he did as she ordered. Stretched out, cock bulging, arms over his head—there’d never been a finer sacrificial offering in the world. He was hers to take. Her prize to do with whatever she wanted. A god-man at her command.
Jill slithered up his body, licking his thighs as she went, then raking her hard nipples through the dark hair. The flimsy bra gave her little protection from the feeling. She’d had this fantasy since she bought the present. His gift to her—the lacy bra and panties—made it complete.
Royce parted his thighs when she neared his genitals. He dropped his hand to his balls, fondling them through the satin, offering them to her. Jill nuzzled her face against them. Heat, his musk, and his muffled groan flooded her senses.
She lifted her head. “Quiet.” The words weren’t any more than a hiss. “If my father hears, he will have us both whipped, then he’ll put us in stocks for the entire village to have their way with us.”
A shiver wiggled down Royce’s body. “I cannot believe a king would do such a thing to his daughter.”
Jill hid her grin in his crotch. She loved how he picked up the fantasy without question or pause. “Only a daughter, not his heir. I’m his to barter for whatever he can gain, nothing more. I deserve a bit of pleasure before having to wed that odious leech Tremayne.”
Royce cupped her head, pulling her toward his cock. “You’ll run away with me tonight. I’ll give you pleasure you could never dream of.”
“You aren’t the first captive who’s promised me that. They all failed to deliver.” She kneaded her lips up his cock. “All lacked the stamina I require.” She cradled his erection between her breasts before she continued her crawl up his body. “They did not possess the skills my body demands.”
“I shudder to think what happened to all those many men.” He molded his fingers over her shoulders, caressing while he pulled her to him.
“As well you should. They provide middling service as eunuchs in my father’s harem.” Jill righted herself and swung astride his hips. This time it was her pussy that captured his cock. She wiggled until her labia swallowed the lacy crotch and rested neatly over his penis.
Royce groaned.
“Silence,” she whispered harshly, pinching his nipples.
He bucked into her, thrusting his erection over her clit.
“Goodness,” she pinched once more, “you are a wild one.”
Royce grabbed her hips. “Damn it, wench, you want a ride? I’ll give you one.”
Jill blessed the material between them, raking over her clit while Royce thrust madly beneath her. She rode him too, refusing to relinquish too much control to him. Unleashed, Royce would have her on her back, panties ripped away, and his dick buried inside. All very fine, but not right now.
Hands braced on his stomach, she stroked herself over him, grinding into the hard length, rasping over the head, soaking in the heat. God, she was close to coming. That too would wait. This was for him.
Fingers dug into her hips. His jaw was clenched, eyes shut, groans rumbled from his chest. Jill flicked her fingers over his hard nipples. His body locked beneath her, then let loose. Smiling at her victory, she waited until the last spurt died, then dismounted.
“Hmph, like all the rest. Spent and leaving me wanting.”
Royce snagged her ankle as she started to leave the bed. One jerk pulled her off balance. Stifling a squeal, she fell back. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them down her legs.
“Sassy piece, aren’t you? I know the cure for that.” He shoved her thighs apart. “As I see it, you’re in need of two things. I’m about to give you one of them.” He dived into her pussy, sucking her clit hard.
Jill fisted the bedspread, raising her hips for more. A solid whack pulled them down. The sound was nothing more than a muted pop.
“Stay still, pretty, or there’ll be none of this for you tonight. I will, however, see the lapse of discipline in your life is rectified.”
“What, sir, do you mean?” It was nearly impossible to behave like a frightened princess when Jill was so turned-on one more touch would send her over the edge.
“I’ll have you bare arsed over my knee with a strap generously applied over your ample bottom. It’ll burn like you’ve never felt before and stay with you for days whenever you try to sit. Threaten me with the life of a eunuch, will you? You might win, fair lady. But not until after I’ve seen to what’s been sorely neglected in your life. Now be still while I suck the fire from your clit.”
He caught the nub between his lips and flicked it mercilessly under his tongue.
Jill clamped her thighs around his head. Orgasm burst upon her, shaking her bones. She thrashed against him when it became too sensitive, but Royce held on, yanking another orgasm from her before he finally eased away.
He str
etched out beside her, brushing strands of her hair away from her face.
“I love you,” she said with a sigh and nuzzled closer.
“I love you too.” He kissed her temple. “Thank you for this.”
“Thank you for earlier. It was the best surprise, the best anniversary gift.”
“Hmm…I disagree,” he said, and she turned her head to see him smiling. “I think this was.”
Her heart swelled. They’d managed a hurdle together…again. She snuggled into him, reveling in how great it felt to be in his arms. Sleep almost had her when Royce said, “So, where’s this new toy that promises silent discipline?”
She laughed lightly. “On order.”
“Too bad.”
“There’ll be other times,” she said.
Royce cupped her bottom, squeezing, rubbing, bringing warmth to the surface. “I guarantee it.”
Jill could hardly wait. “I love your surprises.”
He dragged them to the head of the bed and shoved down the covers. “And I love yours, though I’m not quite sure I can manage satin boxers all day long.”
“The silk are for your pleasure.” She curled into him. “The satin are for mine.”
“Ours,” he corrected, and tucked them in.
About Caitlyn Willows
Blessed (or cursed) with a vivid imagination, Caitlyn Willows eventually learned to turn that “talent” inward. Readers will find deep emotions and sizzling sensuality seamlessly woven into her action-filled stories. Believing life is to be lived and felt, not merely watched, Caitlyn delivers real-to-life characters in unforgettable tales of love, adventure and always steamy passion. No one is more surprised than she at the direction life has taken her. Caitlyn’s most recent explorations include learning to play the Native American flute, propagating lilacs and pursuing a degree in Spiritual Healing. She is always on the lookout for the next interesting tidbit that will help fill her writing well.
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