Kyle stepped back into his chamber exactly as he had intended.
The maid was still there, still on her knees.
The moment the door shut behind him, her eyes found him immediately—wide, attentive, almost anxious, as though she had been waiting for the sound of his return. Her fingers were clasped tightly in front of her apron, knuckles faintly pale from the pressure.
Kyle exhaled softly and walked toward her, his boots quiet against the polished floor.
"I'm back," he said calmly, his voice low, measured.
"Did I keep you waiting long?"
She lowered her gaze at once, her posture becoming even more reserved.
"No, Your Highness," she replied gently.
"You may take as much time as you need. You are the prince… I am only a commoner."
Kyle stopped in front of her, his eyes studying her—
"You are not just a commoner," he said quietly.
She froze.
Her breath caught faintly in her throat.
Before she could respond, Kyle reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against her cheek.
He could feel the subtle tremor that ran through her.
"Let me show you," he murmured.
Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out.
Kyle took her hand slowly, deliberately, giving her time to pull away if she wished.
He guided her hand closer to the thick growth of his dick print which was already straining his trouser, watching her expression carefully.
Her eyes widened slightly as realization dawned on her.
A faint flush spread across her cheeks.
Kyle leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against her face so effortlessly.
She gasped quietly, the sound barely more than a whisper.
Her entire body stiffened in surprise.
When he pulled back, she stared at him, completely unprepared, her thoughts clearly in disarray.
"Your Highness…" she whispered, her voice fragile.
She swallowed nervously, her fingers trembling faintly in his grasp.
Kyle's eyes darkened with hunger.
"Put it in your mouth," he ordered as he immediately lowered his trousers, exposing his arousal.
She hesitated only for a second before lowering herself, her fingers trembling as she reached for his throbbing cocks.
Her lips parted, warm breath spilling over his length before she finally took him in—slowly, carefully.
Her lips wrapped tighter, the heat of her mouth sending a sharp pulse through his cock as she enveloped him.
She moved uncertainly, her tongue brushing him clumsily, saliva already coating him, making every small movement wetter… hotter.
Kyle exhaled heavily, his hand sliding into her hair.
"Just like that," he muttered.
She obeyed.
"Good girl," he whispered, his grip tightening slightly as he watched her struggle to take just a little portion of his cock.
Her lips trembled around him as soft, broken murmurs escaped her throat.
She opened wider, forcing herself to take more of him, her mouth stretching as she pushed him deeper inside. Her hand wrapped around the rest of his length, moving in a slow, uneven rhythm, stroking him as best as she could.
Wetness coated him completely.
Saliva glistened along her lips, slipping down her chin as she struggled to keep her pace steady.
"Mm… mmm…"
Her muffled sounds vibrated against him, sending sharp pulses of pleasure through Kyle's body.
"Fuck…" he breathed, his voice low and strained.
His fingers tightened slightly in her hair, not forcing—just feeling her. Feeling the heat of her mouth, the clumsy eagerness in her movements.
She wasn't skilled.
That much was obvious.
Her rhythm as she moved her lips were inconsistent. Her breathing uneven as she tried to adjust, tried to please him despite her inexperience.
Her eyes were tightly shut, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment, yet she didn't stop.
She kept going.
Kept taking more of him.
Her hand moved faster now, stroking him while her lips struggled to follow, her entire body tense with effort.
Kyle looked down at her, his jaw tightening as pleasure coiled deep in his stomach.
Kyle's grip tightened in her hair, fingers curling firmly as he began to guide her….or rather, control her.
He pushed her forward, feeling her lips stretch around his cock before pulling her back again, only to thrust her down once more. Her breath hitched, broken gags vibrating helplessly against him as wetness coated him completely.
Her hands clutched his thighs, fingers digging into him as if she needed something to anchor herself.
"Fuck…" Kyle groaned, his voice low and strained.
Saliva dripped from her lips, trailing down her chin, glistening as her mouth struggled to keep up with him. Every time he pushed her down, her body tensed, her throat tightening instinctively around him.
"How much can you take?" he muttered darkly.
His hand slid lower, wrapping around her neck, feeling the frantic pulse beneath her skin. He didn't squeeze—he didn't need to. The gesture alone made her shiver.
She tried to answer, but the only thing that came out was a muffled, helpless sound.
"Mm—mm—"
He pushed her down again.
Deeper this time.
Her fingers tightened around his legs, her entire body trembling as she forced herself to take his length, her obedience absolute, desperate to please him no matter how overwhelming it felt.
"Good…" he breathed.
He pulled her back just enough to look down at her flushed face, her lips swollen, wet, parted as she struggled to breathe.
"Show me your tits… take off your bra."
She didn't hesitate. Her fingers fumbled slightly at first, then she peeled it away, revealing her big marvelous breats in the light.
Her breasts were just as massive as he had thought, rippling just from the sheer motion of unhooking her bro as they glistened.
And with the way her saliva gently dropped down to her round tits, it truly ignited his hornyness the more.
Without a second to warn, he pushed her deeper into his length, stuffing in more and more of his inches into her.
Her breath hitched as he pressed in more. She felt everything, along with the building pleasure as her heavy gags only seemed to escalate.
However, all Kyle could say was-
"Almost there," he murmured, and she trembled at the sound of his voice, the authority in it pressing on her like a physical force.
Her body shook with the intensity, and she gasped, struggling to keep herself composed until finally, with a heavy gag, she pulled herself away, saliva still rolling down her mouth as she took heavy pants.
"I… I don't think I can— your highness…I'm sorry my prince…" she muttered as she lowered her head.
He paused, letting out a soft groan of disappointment.
"Don't worry about that…your mouth felt good either way…come closer…let me bless your mouth with my seed." Kyle muttered, all so innocently.
'Yeahh…I'm gonna cum in this lady's mouth for sure…cause why the hell not?!'
And once more, without sparing another second, the Maid immediately closed the distance between herself and Kyle's heavily throbbing cock.
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