9. James

James

A fter washing my hands at the basin with an imported bar of soap by the window, I return to my goddess, naked and ready for me on the bed. I slip out of my clothes and flip her onto her back, putting Anna's perfect tits on display for me. She lets out a small laugh, and I pull out the pins from her hair. It fans above her head, managing to make her impossibly more beautiful.

Climbing on top of her, I glide the length of my cock across her clit, eliciting a moan from both of us. I may have implied that I don't love her, but it couldn't be further from the truth. With each moment I spend with her, I fall harder.

I press inside her wet, tight cunt, only an inch, and whisper, "The river is beautiful at sunset, isn't it?"

Her eyes widen, and I push in another inch. "You saw it too?"

"What book were you reading?"

With a shake of her head, she doesn't look away as she replies honestly, "I don't know. What about you?"

"Neither do I." Thrusting in to the hilt, her back arches against me, and I lean in to kiss her throat.

Anna wraps her arms and legs around me as I fuck her slow and deep, savouring each and every movement. Visions of a life with her hit me again—memories of events that never happened. I can't make sense of it, but at this point, who would want to? I'm here, buried inside this beautiful woman, making my own story a reality. In no world would I want to trade that for some novel no one has read.

I keep the same pace, but my feisty vixen has other plans. In an instant, I'm rolled onto my back, her hands bracing herself on my chest. Gripping her hips, I help lift her off my cock, and pull her back down as I thrust inside her. Anna throws her head back, her gasps and moans getting louder and quicker.

"I thought you said I come twice before I get your cock?" she teases breathlessly.

Sliding my hand up her chest, I grip her throat and brush her lips with mine. "You're right. You should get off me. I'm a man of my word." My fingers tighten on the sides, being rewarded with a delicious whimper from her. "Or would you rather come while I'm deep inside you?"

She answers by grinding further onto my cock, and it's nearly my undoing. I hold back as long as I can until her breathing picks up, and I swallow her screams. As she soaks my cock and the bed beneath us, her pussy pulses around me. I continue to drive up into her until I'm coming harder than I can recall in recent memory, spilling every last drop inside her.

Anna crumples on top of me, and I wrap my arms tightly around her. Our breathing slows, and as I'm about to pull out, there's a jiggling of keys in a lock, and the door opens. I quickly shift until I'm on top of Anna, not wanting anyone but me to see her like this.

A woman averts her eyes. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. We thought you left for the wedding. We'll return later." She scurries out, quickly closing the door behind her.

I let out a hearty laugh, but it's cut short when the world shakes around us. Instinct has me shielding Anna from anything that might possibly fall. Though there's nothing that could harm her, I want to protect her all the same.

The quake stops, and Anna sighs, "What do you say we try to fall asleep? Maybe we'll wake up at home."

"And what of the book?"

She kisses me softly, whispering, "Fuck it."