Day Eleven: Doing Something Hot

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Sofia was glad she wore that dress Hugo is crazy about.

Hugo had her pushed against the wall with his left arm over her chest, mouth meeting hers in a messy kiss. His hand slipping into her panties to grind the heel of his palm against her clit while two fingers are pistoned in and out of her.

Sofia's knees felt weak at the touch. The pads of them just grazing over the spot that makes her tremble.

The darkness of the room consumed her. His heavy breathing, the wet sounds of their mouths together, and the sounds of the party in the other room. Princess Sofia moaned hotly against Hugo's lips as his fingers focussed a little more on that spongy spot. God, it felt so good. Princess Sofia could come like this, filled with his fingers, her clit being rubbed, and the man of her fucking dreams plastered against herr body. Sofia could feel the hard outline of his dick on herr dress. He’d warned her that she shouldn’t wear that tight, blue dress to the party with those shiny, expensive black heels. Princess Sofia looked delectable, good enough to eat in his eyes.

It made her feel invincible.

Sofia never knew that she had an exhibitionist side before this moment. She was more than willing to get down on the dirty floor and ride Hugo to Heaven and Hell, but alas, he wouldn’t let you fucking move .

“Hugo,” Princess Sofia moaned out, breaking away from the kiss with a tilt of her head. Sofia felt her knees trembling and she reached up to grab ahold of his brown leather jacket, head hitting the wall and breathing out whines and moans. The Princess couldn’t help it. She felt herself get even wetter as she heard his labored breathing in her ear, and felt his hips start to grind against the side of her left leg. Sofia felt good that this was affecting him just as much as her.

“Fuck, darling,” his deep voice only turned her on even more. It was like a drug, his voice rough and low in her ear. Another, louder moan made its way out of Sofia, and Hugo was quick to take his left hand and press it against her mouth.

“Shh! There's people in the other room.”

Princess Sofia felt herself shudder. She'd almost forgotten about the other people, so close to her climax. Hugo's movements got slower, his fingers deep inside of her, remaining to grind against her sweet spot until all she could do was tremble under him and hope that he’d let her come right here, right now, and now have to wait until they two got home.

Princess Sofia felt Hugo shudder and his hips stutter against her. She cursed him lightly in her mind, but the thought of him coming on her because of what she was doing to him was way too hot for Sofia to be mad at him for long.

Sofia's breathing picked up, and fire shot down her spine and spilled into her lower stomach as Hugo's movements got faster, faster, faster, until Sofia felt herself come over his hand and all over her thighs. Prince Hugo kept moving, but slower, letting Sofia ride out her orgasm slowly, grinding herself against his hand despite his unrelenting hold.

Once Sofia finally calmed, Hugo pulled his hand out of her panties, pulling back and fucking sucking the come from between his fingers, tongue flicking against the long, nimble digits that made her melt.

Then, Hugo leaned forward again to rest his head between the juncture of her throat and shoulder. Once his hand was clean, pulling up her panties and pulling down her dress, Hugo whispered in Sofia's ear.

“We’re not finished, sweetheart. Let’s say we get out of here and go somewhere else, yeah?”

Princess Sofia nodded, taking a deep breath as Hugo pulled away, trying to keep herself from pressing her thighs together at his words. This was going to be a long, wonderful night.

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