Surrogate for the Alpha Prince in a Coma novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Lillian’s POV

Feeling bolder than I ever had in my entire life, leaned in, bringing my hand closer to Grayson’s hard dick. He placed his hand behind mine, his palm to the back of my hand, and brought me the rest of the way to lis length. His fingers laced with mine, curling around his impressive girth.

Slowly, with his guidance, I dragged my hand down to the base of him, nestled amongst soft dark curls, then up,” up, up his entire length to the tip.

Up and down we moved, slowly at first. When I became comfortable with that, he started to push so that my hand turned as it went upright, swirling around his length.

He hummed.

His dick was intoxicating, I couldn’t stop staring, watching my hand move up and down, feeling as he jumped in my palm, somehow finding a way to harden even further, what must have been painfully so.

But that soft hum brought my gaze back to his face, and what I saw there truly stole my breath away,

His eyes were hooded, his gaze dark, on my hand. His lips were parted, his breathing heavy.

Was this how I looked, when he touched me? Lost to pleasure.

1 continued to stroke him, watching his face. When I reached the top this time, I lifted my thumb and swiped over the tip. He gasped. His gaze lifted to mine and I was suddenly prisoner to his intense gaze.

“Kiss me,” he demanded.

I couldn’t resist him now even if I’d wanted to. And I definitely did not want to.

Leaning in, I pressed my mouth to his. His lips were already parted. His tongue swiped out at once, slipping into my mouth.

He moaned into my lips and I gasped this time, a fresh wave of damp soaking my panties.

He broke the kiss. “Can you manage on your own now?”

“Yes,” I said, breathless.

He stopped guiding me on his dick, leaving me to stroke him on my own. Instead, he pressed both of his hands to my waist. He tore through the clasp of my pants and slide them down my hips, exposing me. At once, the thumb of one hand sought out my clit. At the same time, his other hand dove in farther, searching fingers finding my wet entrance. He plunged two fingers into me.

I cried out in bliss, my hands stilling.

“Don’t

you dare stop,” he growled. “If you stop, I will.”

I didn’t want that. I wanted more, all he could give me. But I wanted to give him pleasure too.

I moved my hand, up and down, twisting just how he showed me he liked. My movements weren’t as smooth or slow as before, I was erratic, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to like the unpredictability, gasping and groaning into the curve of my neck, my shoulder.

His fingers moved within me, pumping in time with my strokes while his thumb teased my clit.

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Chapter 100

+15 Bohus

“Take off your shirt,” he said. “Show me those perfect tits.”

I struggled with my only free hand, not wanting to stop stroking him, to stop his touching me. Somehow I managed to pull up my shirt and bra, bunching both under my arms.

The moment my breast was exposed, he leaned his head down and took my nipple into his mouth. It hardened at once, pulling into a tight bud.

I gasped, throwing my head back.

I wasn’t going to last long like this. But I wouldn’t cum this time without him.

I pumped him hard and fast, losing all sense of rhythm. Pleasure was chaos, and we were both chasing it. I stroked him harder, faster, swiping my thumb over the now leaking tip with every upward pull.

At the same time, his fingers flew in and out of my pussy. His thumb was ruthless on my clit, bullying it, dragging pleasure from me until I was moaning so loudly, I knew myself to truly be a whore.

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