“I imagined the Palace,” he murmured as I popped the button on his jeans. “One of the really nice beds there. One of the really nice rooms, with a beautiful view.”
“You think that matters to me?” I asked as I unzipped his zipper.
Rafe smiled. “No, I know exactly what matters to you, now. But I do regret not…I don’t know.”
“You think you should have beenwooingme more?” I asked, stifling a laugh. I pushed his hip, and he flopped back onto the bed, stretched out among the pillows and lookingveryprince-like.
“I still could,” he offered. His voice was a little breathless as he lifted his hips so I could pull his jeans down.
“This is fine,” I said. “I want to connect, it doesn’t matter where. I almost let you fuck me against a tree, remember?”
Rafe groaned, then covered his face. “I knew I should’ve gone for it at the tree.”
I snickered, pulling his boxers down and then gulping when his hard cock bobbed upward. I blinked several times, and thankfully got over my shock before he lowered his hands.
Rafe watched me as I took his dick in my hand, squeezing it gently, then a little harder. He hissed through his teeth, but continued watching me like I was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen.
Maybe I was. I couldn’t imagine most girls playing with the Prince for the sake of enjoying his body. I imagined that growing up as a very attractive Royal meant there were snakes everywhere, making friendships and especially romances hard to maintain.
Rafe chuckled, cupping my face. “Your thoughts just took a dark turn, it’s all over your face.”
I swallowed thickly. “I’m imagining women taking advantage of you.”
Rafe tossed his head back, exposing the unmarred column of his throat, and laughed.
“I wish I could understand how your mind works. Why are youthinking about other women while you hold my dick? Would you feel more secure if I kept my cock in a cage and you held the only key?”
I scowled at him, deciding to ignore the cock cage comment, becausewhat?“As if you haven’t thought about the other men I’ve held this way.”
Rafe’s playful demeanor shifted into something dangerous, his expression turning predatory. I barely resisted the urge to lick my lips in anticipation.
“Well, now that you mention it,” he said quietly, his voice a bit deeper. “Iamwondering how many men have gotten to see you this way.”
“Only two,” I answered a bit cheerily.
Rafe scoffed. “You’ve only sucked two dicks? Me and…Aiden?”
I nodded, my cheeks heating slightly. I’d only had sex twice before meeting Aiden, both times with a highschool boyfriend that left me so unsatisfied, I wondered if I was even attracted to men.
Rafe blinked. “You’re serious. How?”
“I’m sorry, do I look like I get on my knees for men a lot?” I snarked. I moved to pull back, because the conversation was taking a bad turn, and two shadows wrapped around my wrists, one binding me to Rafe’s thigh, and the other keeping me from letting go of his cock.
“No, darling,” Rafe said softly. “Your touch is…very confident. No hesitation like I’d expect, that’s all.”
I swallowed. “Oh,” I whispered. We stared at each other in silence for several seconds. I squeezed his cock, enjoying how it throbbed in my hand in response.
“I want to turn this mood around,” Rafe said.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, dropping my gaze back to his pretty dick. “I don’t know why I get like this–”
“I do,” Rafe said, running his hand over my cheek. “I get it. You don’t have to try and explain. But Skye, I would really like for you to sit on my face.”
I choked on a laugh, looking up to see he was grinning.
“Now?” I asked.
“Now,” he panted as I squeezed his length again. “Please. Ineedyour thighs squeezing my head.”
