All Because of an Accident|

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Harder & Fault
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PRINCES' LIPS CONNECTED with mine as he pushed my back against his bedroom wall. One hand rested on my waist while the other one landed on my chin, forcibly tilting my head up. He smirked against my lips as I moaned, my reaction to him pressing into me further. His hand slid down from my chin to my neck, lightly gripping it.

He pulled away to let me breathe after a few seconds, his eyes never leaving mine as I took in a few deep breath's. His chest rose and fell slightly, not as much as mine though.

He leaned forward and kissed my cheek, removing his hand from my neck to kiss there, too. I gasped as he moved his hand from my waist, roughly grabbing my thigh. With my leg partially wrapped around his waist, he came even closer. As his body positioned itself between my legs and the closer he got, the more I felt of him.

I lowered my hands to his bottom half, about to unbutton his pants. He pulled away from my neck, grabbing my hands with his free one. I groaned in annoyance.

"Patience, bella." He mumbled into my ear. I rolled my eyes and huffed.

"I've been patient for a week."

"Because I didn't want to hurt you." He explained, running his hand over my, practically invisible, cut.

"You won't." I reassured. I rose my brow, giving him a look and he chuckled and lightly shook his head. He lowered his hands and grabbed both my thighs, lifting me up. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck as he pushed our bodies away from the wall.

"I don't want to hear any whining." He whispers as he walks us over to his bed. He hovers over my body when he sets me down, his hand slithering it's way under my dress as he spoke. "Unless it's to go faster,"

"Or harder." He smirked, digging his head into my shoulder.

I moaned out incoherent mumbles as he began sucking on my neck again, his hand wandering aimlessly under my dress. His hand caressed my left breast as his thumb ran over my nipple. His thumb and index finger pinched it, the unfamiliar sensation making my toes curl.

Using that as a distraction, Prince raised his other hand, moving from my thigh to my underwear. Paying no attention to the smirk I felt against my neck, I closed my eyes shut when Prince's fingers pinched harder. He maneuvered his fingers under my underwear, his thumb teasing my clit.

My eyes shot back open when the tip of his thumb slowly sank into me, making my back arch as a shiver ran down my spine. He pulled away from my neck to watch as my face quickly turned to one of pleasure.

He smirked again and kissed my lips. I did my best to kiss him back, trying to keep the fluent motion he set but as his thumb went in deeper, my brain short circuited. Especially when he removed his thumb and added his index and middle finger, creating a rhythm.

"P-prince..." I muttered out, balling his shirt in my fists. His deep voice hummed in question, continuing to sink his fingers knuckle deep within me before removing them, repeating this action as a small ball of pleasure began to form in my gut. "I-I want you."

"You have me." He answered. I shook my head, quietly moaning as he quickened his pace.

"N-no... I want y-you in me. Please." My strained words caught his attention as he slowed his fingers. I knew he liked when I begged.

"Not yet." He said lowly, removing his fingers from me. I frowned once he did, the ball that had formed in my stomach slowly dispersing. He gave my lips a quick peck before getting off of me. I sat up and watched him.