Page 84 of Ruling the Green

“Obviously. What’s the other?”

“You teach me to read.”

“You want to learn how to read?”

“Yeah.”

“Done. We can start now,” he said, reaching over to the nightstand to grab a pad and pen, then scribbling on it. “Let’s start with letter A.”

I was pretty sure that was the moment I fell for the Dark Prince.

And so our fates were sealed.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Serin

“Where are you going?” I grumbled as Jet tried to slide out from under me.

“It’s nearly daybreak. I have to meet with Vishen and Nira. You stay. You looked miserable yesterday. It won’t be a long meeting. I have a meeting with my father.”

“Are you sure you don’t have a few minutes?” I asked, sliding my hand down to where his length was straining and closing around him.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his hips jerking him into my touch. “We shouldn’t. It’s too soon. You’re going to be sore.”

“I don’t feel sore,” I said, stroking him as my own desire ignited.

“You’re making it difficult to say no,” he said as my thumb teased across the head of him.

“So don’t,” I suggested.

His hand was between my thighs lightning-fast, teasing my clit and slipping his fingers inside of me, testing his theory. But all I felt was a familiar ache, a need to be filled.

“Come here,” he demanded, pulling me until I moved to straddle him.

“Like this?” I asked.

“Just like this.” He fisted his length and waited. “Just lower down on me.”

A little whimper escaped me as I shifted, then lowered down into the pressure of him, then the stretch.

There was some of the soreness he’d warned me about, but it was quickly eased by the growing ache, the need for movement.

“What do I do now?” I asked, hips wiggling.

“Whatever feels good,” he said, voice rough, his head ducking to press kisses to my neck.

His hands were all over me as I tried up and down, circles, then, finally, a back and forth that seemed to hit a secret place inside me that had me grinding down and moaning.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his hands sinking into my ass, helping guide my movements. “Let me see you make yourself come.”

That was just what I did, riding him harder and faster as the need for release built.

Then I was riding the waves of pleasure as they moved through me over and over again.

“Fuck, just like that,” Jet groaned, his forehead pressing to my shoulder as he found his release with me.

We sat like that for a few moments before he gently patted my butt. “Well, I was wrong,” he said, making a little laugh escape me.