Page 57 of Sinful King


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“How many?”

She whimpers, swallows hard, then says, “One.”

Fuck. One?

But then I’m reminded that her father ruled with an iron fist, and it’s a wonder anyone was able to get their hands on her.

Washe selling her to a man expecting a virgin?Fuck the bastard.

She’s mine.

I push my finger inside her wet heat. She tips her face forward onto my chest and groans deeply while her tight muscles pulse around me.

“Fuck, baby. You’reso tight.”

“Please don’t stop.” She’s circling her hips, sucking me in all the way to my first knuckle. I can’t wait for it to be my cock.

A second finger joins in the fun, and she groans again.

“Rome.”

“That’s right. Say my name, firefly. Who’s finger-fucking you up against this door?”

“Rome.” She tips her face up to look at me. “You are.”

I nip at her chin, and Iknowshe wants me to kiss her.

But I love edging the fuck out of her.

So she can’t have that quite yet.

“Fuck, you’re soaked. Did you need me to take care of this for you, Eloise?”

She nods, and her jaw drops into an O when I cover her clit with my thumb and brush back and forth. My hand is soaked from her, and I’m so tempted to unfasten my slacks and take her right here.

But then I feel her quiver, her cheeks flush even more than they already were, and her eyes go glassy.

“There it is.” I can’t take my eyes off her perfect,expressive face. “That’s right, take it, baby. This is what you needed, so you take it. Come for me.”

She cries out with it, not caring in the least if anyone can hear her.

They can’t.

Her body jerks, her pussy clenches down hard, and she falls apart with her orgasm.

“Stunning,” I murmur as I kiss her neck and pull my hand free of her, then lift my fingers to my lips and taste her.

So fucking sweet.

She blanches as she watches me lick every drop as if no one has tasted her before.

“Did he not do this for you, Eloise?”

She bites her lip, breathing hard, those gleaming eyes pinned to me, and shakes her head.

“Good. This is mine. Only I get to taste you.” I step back far enough to make sure she’s straightened out, then I close the gap and kiss her forehead. “Now, you’d better get back to work.”

She huffs out a breath. “At least I’m not fired.”