Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
My hips rolled against my hand, my breath coming faster and more hitched. Pleasure teased through me, my arousal making my fingers slick and dripping as I curled them deep inside, arching my back as I imagined Prince Cole slowly sliding that big cock inside of—
“Starting without me?”
I shrieked, my heart clawing into my throat as I jumped about a foot off the bed. I scrambled under the sheets, yanking them up to my chin before I suddenly narrowed my eyes on the figure stepping out of the shadows.
Cole.
Cole from my fantasy very much in the flesh, in my room, and definitely seeing me touch myself. My face burned hot as the sun as I glared at him, gasping for air from both being so close to coming before and also from him scaring the hell out of me.
“Are you insane?” I hissed at him.
“No,” he growled. He moved towards me, his eyes locked right on me with this fierce look on his face. “Just hungry.”
I shivered, clutching at the thin sheet as I watched him stalk towards me.
“I’ve been ignoring you, you know.”
“I’ve noticed.” His eyes flashed fire as he moved to the foot of my bed, his jaw tight.
“How did you even get in here?”
“I have my ways,” he purred. He started to shrug off his leather jacket, and my breath caught.
“And what exactly do you think you’re doing here?”
He grinned, those eyes hungrily drinking me in and sending a shiver through my whole body.
“Didn’t you get my latest note?”
He pulled his t-shirt off, and my pulse skipped at the sight of his rippling muscles, the tattoo ink crossing his skin.
“I—” my face burned hot as I remembered the latest one — the one about “tasting me until I came all over his tongue.” The flush grew hotter, and I felt my thighs rub together as he tossed his shirt away and started to crawl up onto the bed.
“We— I mean, if you get caught in here—”
“Then we better not get caught.”
His hands gripped the sheet, and slowly, he tugged it down, pulling it free from my grasp. I whimpered as he pulled it all the way off of me, until I was lying there in just my tank top and panties under his fierce and hungry gaze. I made a move to curl my legs up, but Cole’s hands slid up to my ankles as he shook his head.
“Uh-uh, Princess,” he growled. “That's for my eyes now.”
He tugged at my ankles, pulling me down the bed towards him. He growled, and his firm grip tightened on me as he started to slowly push my legs apart. Fierce heat blazed through me, and I felt a shiver of electric desire tease over every inch of my skin.
“Oh you did start without me, didn’t you?” he growled. His eyes dragged up between my legs to my panties — still very much and very obviously wet from when I was touching myself.
“Naughty girl,” he groaned, his jaw tightening. He moved forward, spreading my legs as he started to crawl between them. I gasped, my mouth hanging open and my eyes wide as I felt his shoulder muscles rippling against my thighs, pushing my legs apart as his breath teased over my skin.
“Wh— what do you think you’re doing?” I whimpered quietly.
“I think I’m going to lick my wife’s pussy until she comes for me.”
Oh God…
“St-stop calling me that,” I protested lamely, panting as his fingers slid up my thighs and teased against the edge of my panties. He dragged a finger over them, tracing one thick finger over my pussy through the panties and making my breath catch sharply.
“But you are, Princess,” he growled. “You’re mine.”
His fingers slid under the edge of my panties, and my breath just caught in my throat. He started to slowly peel them down, and I felt myself start to fall, tumbling into fantasy as the gorgeous, tattooed, bad boy prince slid my panties down my thighs. He pushed my legs up, yanking the panties off my feet and tossing them away before he spread my legs again.
His eyes locked onto my pussy, and I trembled as he growled lowly.
“You’re my wife, Princess,” he purred. “You’re mine, and this sweet little pussy is mine. And now, I’m going to taste what’s mine to taste.”
His big hands pushed my legs wide apart, and he leaned in.
…And my whole world melted.
His wicked, wet tongue dragged lightly over me, teasing up my lips until the tip of it bumped over my clit. I cried out, my eyes going wide and my whole body arching off the bed like he’d just struck me with lightning.
“Oh fuck!” I gasped, jolting against him as his tongue danced over me. He swirled it over my little aching bud, turning me to putty in his hands as he sent pleasure exploding through me. His hands held my thighs tight, pushing them wide apart as his tongue dipped back down to tease over my entrance.