Rod’s steps were heavy as he exited the royal court, his fist clenched tightly. He could still feel the sting of the king’s command. But it was the silence that followed the king’s words that haunted him most.
Why had the king reacted this way? he thought.
Rod’s thoughts were interrupted by a figure beside him, Duke Rowan who walked silently at his side.
“It’s strange, isn’t it?” Rowan said. “The prince, his own son has taken such a bold step and yet the king refuses to act. His hesitation—it’s almost as if he wants this to unfold.”
Rod glanced at the duke, a deep frown creasing his brow. “I don’t like it, Rowan. This doesn’t sit right with me.”
*****
Julian sat in his chair with his legs spread wide, staring out the window taking in the serene scene before him. But the wet, slurping sounds beneath him pulled his attention away from the world outside.
He looked down at his cock, that disappeared between Emma’s lips. She was on her knees as she sucked him eagerly. Her cheeks hollowed and her throat flexed as she took him deeper.
“Fuck,” Julian groaned.
She glanced up at him, a string of saliva trailing as she pulled back just enough to tease him with her tongue.
“Does it feel good, my lord?” she purred as her lips brushed his tip.
Without waiting for an answer, she swallowed him again making his thighs tense beneath her grip. She moved faster and messier now. Her hands gripped his thighs for support.
Julian couldn’t resist any longer. His hands moved to her head. His fingers tangled in her hair as he gripped her firmly, guiding her rhythm. She leaned into his hold, her mouth taking him even deeper.
“I missed you sucking my cock, Emma,” he growled, his voice full of lust.
His words sent a shiver through her, her eyes flicking up to meet his. “Mmhh….” she let out a muffled whimper as her own arousal spiked.
She bobbed her head faster, her tongue swirling around him as her hand continued to stroke the base of his cock in time with her movements.
Julian’s grip tightened, and he tilted his head back with a groan, his hips lifting slightly to meet her eager mouth. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Don’t stop. Just like that.”
“Yessss, my lord,” she managed to moan around his cock.
After some relentless pace, Emma pulled back slowly, letting his cock slip from her lips. She smirked as her tongue flicked the tip before licking it down in a gentle motion.
When she reached his balls, she pressed her lips to one, kissing it softly before sucking it into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive skin as she moaned.
“Mhhh…” The sound vibrated against him, sending a shock of pleasure straight through his body.
She pulled back slightly, her breath hot against his skin as she looked up at him.
“So big and heavy,” she teased. “I have missed these too, my lord.”
Julian’s hips lifted instinctively at her touch, his cock twitching against her cheek. “Then don’t stop, Emma,” he commanded, his voice rough with need.
She grinned, kissing the other one before taking it into her mouth, her tongue working him expertly.
Emma released him and wrapped her both hands around his cock. She tilted it upward, facing him towards her face, her fingers pleasing him in gentle strokes.
“Cum for me, my lord,” she purred, her voice low and seductive.
She tightened her grip as her hands worked him faster. Julian groaned as his body tensed.
“Emma—fuck!” he growled, his voice breaking as he reached the edge.
His orgasm washed over him and ropes of cum spurted, painting her cheeks and lips. She gasped softly, her tongue darting out to catch the drop as she kept stroking him.
Her fingers slowed, and she smiled up at him, her face a mess of his pleasure.
“You needed that, didn’t you?” she teased, swiping a finger through the cum on her cheek and bringing it to her lips.
Julian could barely breathe, his chest heaving as he looked down at her. “You have always known how to take care of me, Emma,” he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction.
The world outside was changing and Julian was in need of this release from none other than his obedient, submissive maid.
His grin widened as she said, “Ride me, Emma”
Emma’s smile widened as she lifted her maid dress, exposing her bare skin beneath. Her hands moved, parting her pussy for him as she positioned herself over his lap.
Julian’s eyes locked onto her as she lowered herself slowly, the soft, wet heat of her pussy brushing against his cock, teasing him.
He couldn’t help but groan as she sank down onto his cock, her heat enveloping him in one smooth motion.
“Fuck, Emma,” he rasped, his hands gripping her hips hard, pulling her down deeper. “You feel so fucking tight, like you were made for this.”
She moaned, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “I have always been made for you, my lord,” she whispered.
She began to move, grinding down on him slowly at first, teasing him with every roll of her hips.
“Ride me, you filthy little thing,” Julian growled, his fingers digging into her flesh. “Make me feel it.”
Emma’s body responded eagerly, picking up the pace as she bounced on his lap, Her breath grew heavy and ragged.
“Yes, sir,” she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as she rode him, her pussy gripping him with each thrust. “I have missed this… I have missed your cock inside me.”
“Good girl,” Julian muttered, his eyes darkening with desire.
He couldn’t hold back anymore, his hips thrusting up into her pussy with every movement. “You are gonna make me come all over you, aren’t you, Emma?”
She moaned louder. “Yes, sir, yes! Please… give it to me… I need it.”
Julian tore the fabric of her maid dress down, exposing her big breasts. His gaze locked onto her hardened nipples and he lowered his mouth to one of them, his tongue circling the sensitive tip.