Don't stop

King Philip couldn't measure...process ....or even without he pleasure....he'd been so starved that he felt he was on top of the world now ... he was busy fondling her hair and giving her that head massage... driving his lady to do more ...she was sucking and leaking it .. running her tongue around it....she pushed her head backwards and cupped it in her hands and moved her hand to and fro causing the man to let out another moan and swallow hard ...he looked down at her with a sexy smile but the lady didn't look at him...she seemed very skilled with what she did but she was only moving in the flow of her desire and playing with a look alike of her favorite food...

wait what? her favorite food.. but it isn't getting finished.....her brows furrowed and she slid it into her mouth ones more and looked up at the man...this time he flinched...not in satisfaction and she withdrew..

"don't use your teeth Monica...." he whispered...he didn't look angry although he'd felt a sharp pain

" why does it look and feel like hotdog... Philip?"she asked so sheepishly... Philip was forced to let out a loud chuckle and she cowered under embarrassment.....she couldn't meet his gaze anymore....he bent down and took her by the waist and lifted her up to her feet

" oh Monica...I'm sorry I'd scared you.."he apologized but there was a smirk in his face... staring at the lady under his breath he realized she was the almighty Monica...his queen...his supposed wife ..his curse...his bully...he couldn't believe this realization and he prayed this wasn't a dream but Damm it ....what if it was?...he'd enjoy it to the full anyway...he led his fingers to her collar bone and leaned down to place a kiss... Monica shivered....he moved his hands to her back to zip down her dress and he let it drop leaving her upper body bare.... Monica's face was beaming red that she tried to hide but the man was bent on torturing her...he immediately took her hands and lucked them in his lifting them up against the wall.....he took a step backwards and stared down at her...his mouth watered as he saw her cleavage....they bounced as a result of the force he'd use in pinning her to the door again...they were bright... almost pink.. and her nipples were tight and firm ... so hard a swell and reddish he couldn't help but duck it in into his mouth.... Monica immediately crossed her legs in pleasure and shot her eyes close hoping and regretting she couldn't close her mouth as a helpless moan of pleasure escaped her mouth...the lord payed equal attention to both her breast and nipples....he let go of her hands and quickly pulled his shirt and tied her hands immediately he noticed she was beginning to struggle in embarrassment....."don't move Monica..."he warned..with that deep masculine...seductive and melodious voice again causing the lady to melt and feel a sudden dew in between her thighs...

" what should I do to you if you move?"he asked.....she was forced to open her eyes....how dare this idiot? she could have cursed if only she was sane but she didn't say anything

" if you move..or struggle...I'd leave you here....I'd rather go to the throne room and sleep on my throne" he threatened...there was Damm seriousness in his eyes and the woman feared and prayed she doesn't move... although she already felt like it

" do you want that Monica?" he said staring deep into her eyes... shocked...the lady shook her head like an obedient child in a 'no' ..he smirked...so sexily causing her nipples to harden even more.....he moved closer to her and slowly used his eyes in fingering and sucking every part of her.... Monica felt so shy and yet good that she turned her head to her three o'clock and closed her eyes...she felt his warm finger tip.. move from her tosle up to her average sized mountains...she couldn't hold out the moan like she obviously was trying so hard to do when his hands cupped her moulds and squeezed them hard..

"ahhhh..." her eyes shot closed tighter and she ducked her chest forward offering him her whole and the man smirked...he moved closer and placed a kiss on her nape and the lady melted.....she moved her body .... and tried to drop her hands and then Philip immediately withdrew....in a matter of seconds when she didn't feel his heat she flushed her eyes opened and noticed the man was already getting ready to move away

" I'm sorry...I'm sorry Philip... please don't go... please don't stop" she pleaded helplessly...the man was dumbstruck even If this was going in his way..but almighty Monica?

"please.."she pleaded again" I'd try ...I'd not drop my hand"

Philip moved back to her.. the smirk on his lips had narrowed but this was his time for revenge... even if he was pleasuring her...he still wanted to starve her a little...she took two steps back and her back met the door again and she volunteered to raise her hands back up herself staring into his eyes....she felt his eyes on her body....his fingers started after a short long while as it felt to her and his lips landed on her nipples.... making her moan again and yearn that the heat between her legs intensified and she was forced to cross her legs....the man who was getting harder and couldn't bear to manage her moans found himself sliding her underwear down.... Monica's face was the reddest thing ever in the universe and red as the color red....she was so shy that she clutched her thighs with both her legs trying to hide.... although the man didn't stop sucking her nipples and playing....squeezing them with his one hand...his other hand was on her thighs moving gentle...he found his way to where her two laps has met.... and caressed it that the lady felt weak and slightly loosened up but before she could shot it back tight....the Lord's hand was already between and he spread her legs. ....she knows it was too late to make an attempt to close it back again...she felt a liquid drop on one of her thigh...it obviously came from her...she was already dripping