The Royal Contract

He had been waiting for this moment to be alone with her. He could not contain his excitement and could not wait to have her in his arms again. It might be just a few days, but it felt like a lifetime.

He believed he could not contain his need for her anymore as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his body. Without a word, he slammed his lips with hers, feeling the need to satisfy his hunger.

Everything else would have to wait.

Soon, he felt her undeniable response to his kiss. She reacted with the same intensity as she pushed her lips against his, then she opened her lips, giving him access to the inside of her mouth.

In a few seconds, their tongues danced to the tango tune, perfectly synchronizing in rhythm. But that was not enough to satisfy their longing for each other.

Eventually, he landed on the couch, pulling her with him. She ended up sitting on his lap, feeling her core, landing on his already stiff member.

“Damn, that feels so good.” He thought, blinking his eyes closed for a second before grabbing the back of her neck to pull her gently closer to him.

He knew he would not last long if he could not control himself around her. He wanted to be gentle, knowing she was not as experienced as him. Besides, he wanted her to enjoy this as much as he loved having her in his arms.

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A few seconds later, his lips traveled to her ears, nibbling and biting, stimulating her desire. “Oh! You are driving me crazy.” He whispered, telling her how much he wanted her.

She rewarded her with a sweet moan that almost made him want to take her at that very moment on the couch. But he had to hold on, understanding that she was not yet ready.

“Uuuhhhmmm!” She softly whispered in his ears as her hands started exploring his chest.

He believed she was becoming bolder, less shy than before as her hands gripped his shirt and started pulling it out of his body. Then, he bit his lower lips, feeling her fingers touching his nipples.

Maybe, knowing that she had never done this with another man. It was suddenly making him this turned on. Technically, she had sex with a guy, but he believed she had never made love to him.

Because this was making love, there was no other way to describe how he felt about this. He would never consider what they had as nothing but sex because he knew that it was all passion and love.

“I want you too.” She finally said, kissing him under his chin and on his shoulders as her fingers continued exploring the rest of his upper torso.

Eventually, he decided to shift position as he picked her up and lay her on the couch. Then, he quickly moved on top of her. But they had to stop as some squeaky toy made that high pitch sound.

“I am sorry. But I don’t think we should be doing this in here.” She suddenly stood up from the couch.

He almost felt disappointed, thinking it might have ruined the mood, but when she grabbed his hand and dragged her into her room, he knew he might still have a chance.

He guessed she was right. They did not want Edison to accidentally walk on them both naked as they did the deed. How would they explain that to a child without traumatizing him?

As soon as he closed the door, he did not wait to step further into the room as he pulled her again into his arms, pushing her to the wall behind him.

“Take off your clothes.” He huskily ordered as he also started unbuckling his pants and hurriedly pulling them down until he was butt naked.

He watched her lift her shirt off her body and rapidly unbutton her pants, but he grew impatient, not waiting for her to finish. He moved forward and bent down until he had his lips wrapped around her breast.

Suddenly, she stopped removing her pants as her hands gradually moved around his neck and shoulder as she supported herself. “What are you doing?” She asked, but he knew it was more rhetorical than an actual question as pleasure registered on her face when he looked up.

“I want you to tell me what you want.” He muttered between kissing and sucking her nipples, wondering what sexual fantasies were forming in her head.

She might be shy, but her body was very responsive to his touch and kisses. He loved how she passionately moved her body against him. And the sounds she made were additional stimulation that only increased his desire to make her feel better.

“I don’t know.” She innocently said as her breathing became uneven. He could feel her pushing her body against him, wanting more of what he was giving her.

“Ok, then,” Zach huskily muttered as his arousal increased by the minute. But he knew he had to wait. This moment was not just about him but more about her need. “Tell me if you want this or not.”

He allowed his free hand to move downward, skimming along her silky skin until it passed her belly button. He could hear her breathing hitched as he broke the barrier of her underwear, letting his fingers slip through until he reached their first destination.

“Aaaggghhh!” It was just exactly what he wanted to hear from her. It meant that she liked it in not so many words.

“Do you like it?” He asked, wanting to be sure. As he said, this was more for her, more than it was for him.

He increased the speed of her fingers as he stroked her desire, hoping to create a burning sensation that would carry her to her breaking point.

“Yes!” She finally hissed through her lips.

He guessed that was his cue to move to the next level as he pushed her fingers downward until he found the center of her core. His fingers entered her, increasing in their momentum.

“Ooohhh!” She was almost out of control. “Aaaggghhh!” As she moved her body with the rhythm of his fingers.

“Damn, you look so beautiful.” He uttered as he watched her facial expression. He could feel his body burning up each second he looked at her face.

“Please...” She begged him, but she seemed not to know what she wanted.

“Please, what?” He asked, wanting her to be more vocal about her needs.

He wanted her to be more confident about herself. He knew that she had to learn to fight for her right. She had been hiding in her shell, afraid of her past. It was time that she came out of the shadow and became happy.

“Please...” She pleaded with him as she twisted and pushed through his fingers as if needing something more.

“Not until you tell me what you want.” He insisted as he increased the tempo once more.

“Please, take me.” She finally said as she held on to him tightly. “I want you.” She added as she shouted, looking like she was already on cloud nine.

Feeling satisfied, he finally pulled out his hand and carried her to the bed. Then, he helped her remove the rest of her garments. Without waiting for a second longer, he positioned himself between her legs and pushed himself inside her in a one-swift move.

“Damn! That felt so good.” He hissed as he stopped when he was already inside her. “Is that what you want?” He asked her again as he refused to move until she answered.

“Yes!” She uttered in her husky voice. “Yes, I want you so much.” She said as she widened her legs to accommodate him more.

He could tell that if he started moving inside her, it would be over quickly for him. His body was already on the fucking edge, too strung out from wanting her so much that he might burst instantaneously. He just hoped that she was also ready to ignite with him.

“But I need you to lower your voice. We don’t want to wake Edison.” He reminded her as her moans increased its decibel. Then, she appeared to agree with him as she nodded, biting her lips to stop herself from shouting.

So, he began the rhythm of love.

He moved his hips backward, pulling himself out of her, and then pushed forward at a tempo that would satisfy them both. Then, he gradually increased as his need for release intensified.

Soon, he had finally lost control of himself as he thrust in and out of her, wanting only one thing in his mind. “I want you so much to be mine.”

Yes, that was true.

He did not want to let her go.

He wanted her all to himself.

“Take me. I am yours.” She heard him at the height of her passion as she finally shouted his name. “Zach, I am yours.”

He knew it was his time as he finally released his pent-up desire. “I love you so much, Ria.”