As a senator, it was a very busy life for me. There were meetings I never wanted to go to, formal wear I never wanted to dress in, people I never wanted to meet, but I had to deal with it. My people loved the way I spoke on their part, so I stayed in my position.

One of the best parts of me being a senator though, is when I publicly denied siding with the Separatists, I had many threats that came my way, droids that were sent to my apartment. Lucky me, I owned a blaster, but that still wasn't as safe as I wanted to be.

There was a request sent to the Jedi Council for me to have two Jedi Knights guarding me. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker. This all happened a year ago, and now I was married to the chosen one.

Anakin Skywalker was an emotionally troubled man and I loved it. I loved holding him in my arms to comfort him on his bad days. I loved him more than life itself.

But, some of the bad days weren't essentially sad. Angry days were the worst and the best. The day after those, I'd wake up, my legs and my throat sore.

Currently, I didn't know what type of day it was. I laid in my bed, reading a book. All felt peaceful. Anakin would be coming home later today. I already started to miss his kisses, though it had only been a day or two.

I put my book down as soon as I heard the door knob click. It had been unlocked. I ran to the front door, eager to see what I guessed was Anakin.

The door opened and there stood my tall lover with a giddy smile plastered on his handsome face. I ran into him, hugging him against me, my hand flying into his wavy brown hair.

His arms wrapped protectively around my waist and held me close to him. "I missed you, Princess."

I smiled into his shoulder, him smelling oddly good for just getting home after being on a mission. "I missed you more, My Jedi Knight."

We pulled away from the hug and Anakin grabbed my face, kissing me sweetly. I kissed back passionately, never wanting to be away from his touch ever again. He was so intoxicating, I couldn't help but want more.

Anakin sadly pulled away, bringing my lips with him as he tried to break the kiss. He chuckled when I finally let it go.

"You seem very happy to see me," he laughed and placed his thumb on my bottom lip, moving it around, almost playing with it.

A mischievous thought snuck into my head. I moved my head down, taking his thumb into my mouth. Anakin blushed. I've done this before, but it always seemed to surprise him. I sucked on his finger lightly before taking it out of my mouth. Anakin growled in sexual frustration.

"You are so naughty with that dirty mouth of yours. I have a feeling you like having my fingers in your mouth," Anakin said, grabbing my jaw. "I wanna fuck that pretty little mouth so badly."

I giggled and moved closer to him, his face inches from mine. I smirked, "Do it then, fuck my face, make me gag on your fat cock."

Anakin groaned and shoved me away from him and took this opportunity to pick my body up bridal style, carrying me to our shared bedroom.

Anakin almost threw me onto our bed, smirking seductively. He sat down at the end of the bed and pat his thigh with his hand. I always knew what this gesture meant, so I eagerly crawled over to Anakin, sitting on his lap with a big smile spread on my face.

"You have such a naughty mouth, Princess. I wonder what other naughty things I can get out of there," Anakin said, tracing my jawline with his finger.

I squirmed in his lap, the temptation to beg for his touch filling me greatly. I held onto his broad shoulders and whimpered into the air.

"You're so needy," Anakin commented, moving his hand to the waistband of my leggings. I didn't respond as Anakin started to toy with my pants.

I stood up and slowly stripped myself of the bottom half of my clothes. Anakin watched my hands and my movements. When I was left in only a sweater, I climbed back onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him roughly. I heard another piece of cloth fall to the ground before Anakin's metal hand started rubbing the inside of my thigh. I moaned at the cold metal that trailed against my sensitive skin.

Anakin's flesh hand made it's way to my neck, softly holding it. I was so focused on the hand that rested on my neck that I didn't notice that Anakin's hand had moved from my thigh to my core. His fingers stroked the lips of my cunt teasingly.

"Ani," I moaned out, squirming at his soft touch. I wanted him inside me more than anything else.

Anakin smirked, "So needy, Princess." After he said that, I felt one if his metal fingers move down, resting against my core. I let out a hum and stuffed my face into Anakin's shoulder, awaiting for his finger to finally find it's way into me.

When his metal finger slipped into me, I completely lost it. I let out a loud moan, gripping Anakin's hair tightly. "Anakin," I moaned out, my wall tightening around his finger, begging it to move. His grip on my neck tightened, making more pleasure fill me.

Anakin started pumping his metal finger in and out of me at a slow pace. I could practically feel his smirk. Another dipped into me before he started to speed up.

"You're so beautiful Princess," Anakin complimented. "Let me see your face, I wanna see when I'm pleasuring you."

I bit my lip and took my face away from his shoulder. Anakin was surly smirking at me, his blue eyes filled with lust.

"Good girl," he praised, pumping faster. I let a moan slip past my lips. I loved it when he called me that. "You're so pretty when you're all flustered. You like my fingers inside of you, don't you? I can't wait to see that beautiful face covered in my cum."

My moans got louder by the second as Anakin fingerfucked me into oblivion. I felt a knot in my stomach twist and before I knew it, my eyes rolled back into my head as I released onto Anakin's fingers. Anakin slowly pulled them out of me before sticking them into his mouth, cleaning up the mess I had made.

"You taste so good Princess, but I think it's time to put that mouth of yours to good use."