“What’s the trick?” I ask hoarsely.
“No trick,” he says with a flash of white, slightly pointed teeth. “Simply a very fun deal.”
The look on his face is positively charming. Alluring even. He may have slitted eyes and antlers, but he is still a very handsome man. A very handsome man who wants to do things to me.
Oh god. I need to somehow muster every single one of my brain cells. They seem to have all wandered off somewhere. Scattered. Just when I need them the most.
Okay, Ollie, think. You can puzzle this out. You aren’t daft.
If I let him do things to me, and I manage to resist, I gain my freedom. If I fail, I gain an orgasm.
I know I’m not thinking straight or firing on all cylinders, but I cannot find the flaw in this plan. I can’t really lose. Not that I am going to lose. I’m not as easy or as horny as all that, and twenty-four minutes isn’t long. I can lie here while he slobbers all over me, and I can do it with enough willpower to remain unmoved. It’s going to be fine. In twenty-four minutes, I’m going to be free.
My gaze drops to his lips. My stomach swoops in an echo of what I felt when he kissed me. Even my knees tremble in remembered sympathy. Maybe twenty-four minutes is an eternity after all.
“No snogging!” I barter.
“No snogging,” he agrees with a wicked smile.
I give him my best haughty stare. “Then you have a deal.”
He smirks again and I have never ever seen someone look so damn pleased with themselves in my entire life. It is quite something.
His hand leaves my hair and reaches out towards the bedside cabinet. I look over just in time to see the hourglass lift into the air and flip over. My heart pounds. Magic. I am watching real, actual magic. The stuff I used to dream of as a boy.
The golden sand starts to trickle down. My sense of wonder evaporates. Oh my stars. We have started. I didn’t even have a chance to brace myself.
The prince’s hand tugs at the waist of my clothes, and suddenly all my silken layers are falling open. He is unwrapping me like a gift, and just like that, I am utterly naked beneath him.
His heated gaze rakes over my goosepimpling flesh. Holy smokes, this is intense. No one has ever looked at me like this. I have no idea what to make of this. I don’t have the defences to deal with it.
He leans down, and I try to push myself into the mattress, but there is no escape. His soft, slightly cold lips land on my neck and I realise, far too late, that I stipulated no snogging. Not, no kissing. I messed up and now according to the terms of our deal, he is free to kiss me anywhere. Anywhere that is not my lips. AbsolutelyAnywhere.
His cool lips trail down my neck to my bare chest. I shiver, even though everywhere he has touched me is burning like fire. A trail of sensation mapping exactly where his lips have been.
I squirm, but it does no good. He slowly and gently kisses his way down my body. I was not expecting this tenderness. Down and down he goes. Unravelling me a little more with every careful brush of his lips.
Lips and tongue, he said. I was fully expecting him to dive straight to my cock and devour me roughly. Suck on me as if my cock contained the only oxygen in the room. Surely, that would be the quickest and easiest way to make a man cum and therefore win a deal?
Why this care? Why this attention? Why is he acting as if he has all the time in the world and not a lousy twenty-four minutes?
It doesn’t make any sense. Nothing about this makes any sense. I am lost and floundering in unknown waters.
He has reached my stomach now, and I suck in a breath. But to my surprise, he ignores my cock. His kisses turn tothe left and continue downwards. His hands move to my thighs and gently coax them open. He drifts even lower.
A shaky moan escapes me. Oh my stars. Is he really goingthere?
My unspoken question is answered by a hot, wet tongue licking over my hole. My hips try to buck, but he is holding me in place. Fireworks explode in my mind. A wail pours out of my soul.
That feels good. So damn good. It is everything I never knew I wanted.
His tongue laps around and around. Over and over. Up and down. Hot, wet and soft. Licking ecstasy into my delicate flesh.
Suddenly, I’m crying out as an orgasm tears through me. My cock, completely ignored and utterly untouched, is pumping cum onto my stomach. Every muscle in my body is zinging. All my nerve endings are sparking. I’ve been electrocuted with pleasure.
I wheeze as the euphoria slowly recedes.
“Oh pet. You are a find. A diamond in the rough,” he purrs with glowing eyes. Pride and delight clear in the set of his shoulders, as he somehow looms over me while positioned between my legs.
