Waited Too Long

She was wrong. She was wrong on too many levels to count, and she was kicking herself a hundred ways to Sunday over how wrong she was. She toyed with the master, and she was paying the price.

Royal Robinson was the king of seduction techniques without even touching her. He was a filthy rotten scoundrel with a tongue which would make the devil himself blush. He was able to say all the things he wanted and do all the things he wished without anyone but her knowing. Her ears were still ringing with echoes of his whispers.

She was vibrating with need and yet he was deliberately prolonging Precious’s bedtime. He’d offered her two extra stories and entertained every possible question under the sun. His cocky smirk as Famke was restless at the end of the bed watching him be warm and loving to the child was nearly her undoing. The man was a menace to her libido. She also really wanted him to read her a bedtime story of her own. His voice was molten.

While they’d been on a walk through the town, he’d been flirty and cocksure. Then on the boat while Precious was distracted looking at the brightly colored fish through the bottom, he’d leaned close to Famke and whispered all kinds of things he wanted to do to her which had nothing to do with fish, seawater, or the coral reef. At lunch, the way he ate the lobster he’d ordered with butter dripping down his fingers and chin was sinful but what was worse was the way he let his tongue lick it off from the vee of his fingers. He held her gaze deliberately provocative, and she’d kicked him under the table. He’d simply laughed loudly. Unfortunately for her, a happy, laughing and smiling Royal was a sexy-assed beast and his laugh nearly caused her to throw her bikini bottoms at his head.

She admitted, Royal behaving as a loving and caring man to his niece was making her ovaries scream with need. There was a lot to be said for a man who could be fatherly to a child the way he behaved with Precious. Now as he kissed the child’s forehead and whispered to her that he loved her and would see her in the morning was making her heart clench.

As they exited the bedroom and Royal motioned for her to lead the way to the bedroom, she almost raced down the hall. She entered the bedroom to head to the bed but was dramatically spun backwards. Royal with one hand at her nape and the other at her waist pushed her up against the door he closed with his foot.

“You think I didn’t notice your come-hither glances, Ms. Noor?”

“I was really hoping you did,” her hips appeared to have a mind of their own as they gyrated and ground against him. Her tongue swept across her lower lip as his dark eyes half closed as he drew closer to her. The sound which left her mouth was one, if a girl in a movie would have made, she would have mocked it, yet there she was, mewling like a cat in heat. His fingers flexed around her neck forcing her to look upwards and then he claimed her lips.

Her arms wound around his shoulders as his tongue immediately invaded her mouth, deep and probing. Digging her fingernails into his scalp she was restless as he kissed her hungrily. His hips bucked against hers and she shivered as she realized he was already semi-erect and hardening by the seconds.

His hand slid from her waist to her ass and cupped her bottom, sliding her up the door and he hitched his pelvis upward. He yanked her hair, pulling her head sideways and broke their kiss to latch onto her neck. He was nipping and sucking on her flesh while he rocked their hips together.

“How wet are you, Famke?”

“Why?”

“Do you remember our first time?”

“You mean when you got the first one out of the way so you could destroy me for any other man after?”

“Yeah. I need to do that. I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast right here, while you’re still wearing this cute little sundress and bikini and then I’m putting you to bed. Are you wet enough or –”

She tugged his hair and met his gaze, “fuck me, Royal. Right now.”

He lowered his shorts enough to spring himself free and she was wriggling out of her bathing suit and then he guided himself deep. Her head fell back as he vigorously slammed her against the door. His fingers were between them, seeking out her clit. She was almost too full. Their lovemaking was primal, raw, uncoordinated, and hungry. Famke groaned when he slipped out of her more than once and then he was whispering in her ear.

“Baby, you need to come because I’m almost there.”

“I’m not even close.” She complained as he quickened his pace.

He roughly palmed her breasts and arched his back to shove her sundress downward biting at her flesh as he continued his onslaught. The combination of his hand on her button, his mouth on her nipple and his frantic thrusting and she almost sighed with relief as the familiar spinning of pleasure in her lower abdomen started to uncurl. “Yes, fuck, Royal, don’t you dare stop.”

“I’m just getting started, baby girl,” he gritted around his mouthful. When her body clenched tight around him in a spasm he gave as throaty laugh and then pounded a few more times against the door before pulling out and spraying his orgasm down her thighs. “Forgot the condom. Fuck.” He stepped back from her. “I’m sorry Famke. I think I pulled out in time.”

She ripped her dress over her head, wiping down her legs and tossing it aside. “You better have a box on standby because we went too fast.”

“You’re not worried?”

“Ovulation usually takes place at day fourteen. We are day six. A week off. I told you. My body is like clockwork. If this was next week, I’d be freaking out more but considering I just had my period, we should be fine. Hopefully none of your little guys has longevity to sit there and wait for another seven or eight days.”

“I’ll be more careful,” he was a bit more subdued as he motioned to the bed. “I got carried away. I don’t want you thinking I’m trying to knock you up to keep you.”

“No. I know you’re not.” She shook her head. “I trust you Royal. It takes two to tango and I am as responsible as you.” She flung herself backwards on the bed and crooked her finger at him. “You’re talking too much. I thought we agreed there would be sex in a multitude of positions.”

He pulled a box of condoms from his bag and tossed it on the bed. “Brand new box. Never opened. Let’s use them all.”

She rolled over to the nightstand and pulled the bottle of lube. “What was your plan with this?” She tossed it at him.

“I’m taking your ass.” He grinned so wide every one of his brilliant white teeth were on display. “We’ll go slow.”

“In my bag,” she motioned to the bag sitting next to his, “Nyx thought she was funny and packed me goodies, but they may come in handy.”

His eyes flew to the bag and then to her before he jumped over a footstool to get to the suitcase, and he was rifling through it. “What kind of goodies?”

“Something about a bright purple butt plug in honor of my criminal past and a dildo,” her voice trailed off as he held up a two-pronged device. “I don’t know what it does, but it freaks me out.”

“We need to try it all.” He dumped the bag on the bed and lifted up a rubbery round thing. “Is this a cock ring? I’ve never seen one in person.”

“Wrong size.” She scoffed. “She must have been thinking of Koda.”

He threw his head back and laughed, “yeah, let’s not use this in case it gets stuck. Last thing I need is for me to have to do an emergency room trip while staying at Rico’s villa. I’d never live it down.”

She motioned to the purple item, “I’m game to experiment but we need to start with that because if we start with that,” she motioned to where he hung freely half down his thigh, “I’m not going to be able to sit on the plane tomorrow.”

He folded his hands prayer like and looked skyward, “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve her but thank you God.”

She lay spread eagled on the bed, her smile as broad as his as she laughed at his comment. “Royal. Less talking, more sex.” She took her bikini top off and flung it at him. “You got two blowjobs this week.”

“I did.”

She waved to her lower body, “payback, mister. Get at it.”

“Do you know what I love about you, gorgeous?”

“My great ass?”

He crawled up the bed and nestled between her thighs, “it is great but it’s this.” He stroked her thighs as he began placing kisses up her leg. “I love how confident and assured you are. This is sexy as fuck to have you tell me to get to work. You are my perfect match.” He drew his tongue along her middle and gave a laugh as she shuddered at his stroke. He didn’t break eye contact as he began devouring her.

She tugged a pillow behind her head and hooked her heels, so they were resting on his back. Arching her hips upward she stretched her fingers out to stroke his jaw. “It feels so good,” her eyes fluttered closed when he added a finger to the mix. “Don’t go slow. I need rough and raunchy after today.”

“Oh sweetheart, I’m going to give you everything you need and more.” He promised as he added more fingers to the mix. “My plan,” he bit the inside of her groin, “is to make you so exhausted from making love you sleep the entire flight home and don’t puke once.”

“It’s a great plan,” her breath hitched as he hooked his fingers upwards stroking the softness of her deep inside. “Coma by orgasm. I’m game.”

“Let me show you how it’s done.” He ducked his head and proceeded to do exactly as promised.