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"It is"

"Are you a real king?"

"Yes," he answered He was He had a kingdom He had dominions He had a court who served hi

"Then let me serve you, mon roi"

She kissed her way down the front of his body, taking her time as she kissed every inch of him except the inches that most craved her kisses As she neared his cock she blew softly on his penis The cool air from her mouth washed over hiain With her tongue and lips she teased his lower stohs When he reached the point of desperation, she wrapped a hand around his length He’d coot in his blood, made it burn, made it boil He was lost in his lust for her

"Tell me if you don’t like this," Juliette said

"Like what?"

She didn’t ansords Her mouth was too occupied to speak She’d cupped the head of his penis and pulled the foreskin to the tip,a sort of halo with it Then she licked around the center with her hot wet tongue Kingsley died The visual coupled with the sensation--that glorious carnal salacious voluptuous sensation--nearly did hiht have seen God but only if God looked like Juliette Every part of him throbbed

"I’ve never seen aup at hiently in the palm of her hand "You’re so beautiful I wish I’d never seen you"

He would have answered her, but she brought her one She went deep, taking him all the way into her throat Her full lips on his cock sent hie and left hi nerve of need Juliette worshipped hi him with hot wet kisses, licks, hard strokes of her hand that asp wide-eyed with the shock of pleasure She lavished every inch of hiue She stretched out over him and rested her hands on his chest as she buried her face into his hips, sucking him all the way into her , so deep, so rasped her wrists in his hands and came so hard his shoulders rolled off the bed, his stomach bowed Somewhere he heard a cry, almost a shout, and knew it had to have co the last drops off the tip When he winced, she stopped

"Don’t stop," he said "Take it all"

"It hurts?" she asked, dipping her lips to lick hiain

"Yes"

She asked no more questions She obeyed him as if she’d been born to obey him And he wanted to believe she had Was this what Søren had felt the day he ned for hisley’s for Juliette, it wasn’t a surprise the priest had waited four years to fuck her It was a miracle

"Arrête," he said Stop Juliette stopped

Kingsley closed his eyes and merely rested Juliette slid up his body and lay next to him on the bed

"I want to beat you," he said

"We can’t He’ll see the marks"

"But you want that?"

"I do," Juliette said "I want everything from you"