Prince of the Seas, King of my Heart (Brit?)

He kept her moans muffled with intense kisses, his tongue wrapping its way around hers as he just held her close, her legs doing nothing to stop his thrusts, only signalling just how much she desired him deep. If he'd really tried, he knew he could push them apart, but he didn't want to, he just wanted to go as deep as he could.
 
Every time she tensed, he would pause, allowing her time to recover herself before his thrusts picked up again, his length starting to swell as he left hickeys onto her neck, low down so no one could notice them when she dressed. Soon though, he gave a long, pleasured cry and finished, sending his release deep into her body.
 

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