Page 51 of Jaded Princess


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“You promised,” I whispered.

“You’re right, I did.” But he didn’t stop dancing. The flash of blue in my periphery told me what he was looking at. The strip of white that followed had me anticipating his next words. “No kissing. I’m not kissing you, am I?”

God—“No,” I breathed out.

“Undo your top button.”

His fingers came closer to the seams.

“I…” Chin tilting up, I stared through the skylight into clear azure, exactly like Theo’s eyes.

“Slide your zipper down.”

“But…”

His warm palm slid against my underwear, the lace but a textured prelude to the performance laying underneath.

“You drive me insane,” he said, looking straight ahead. “Make me crazy. I lose my focus when I’m around you, because all I want to do is make you crazy right back. Take my frustrations out on your through pure, pleasure-ridden torture. Am I torturing you enough, I wonder?”

Without any warning, my subconscious had me unzipping my shorts before the light turned green.

At Theo’s acceleration, his fingers hit home.

“Oh.”

I moaned, my hand finding his wrist, gripping it, bringing him deeper. I lifted off the seat, staring sky-high, groaning his name and trembling against his mercy.

You can’t fall for it, Letty. You can’t be beholden to him again. Don’t. DON’T.

Shut. Up.

It felt too good to listen, and since it was my subconscious that got me into this predicament in the first place, I labeled it confused and would rather give into ecstasy than logic. It had been so long, since Theo’s fingers had last laid their claim hundreds of nights ago.

“Don’t stop,” I said, panting.

A purr sounded to my right, and at first I believed it to be the car, its multiple engines or horsepower or whatever the fuck was vibrating the bottoms of my legs, causing increasing sensations, coupling with Theo’s intricate weaves and heaving me off the edge of a cliff I hadn’t seen inyears—

“Scarlet, you’re making this impossible.”

The purrs, the rumbles—they weren’t from the car. They were from Theo.

I reached over with my other hand, spreading my fingers across the hardness of him through his jeans.

“Fuck—” He rocked against me, and with a sharp jerk of the wheels, brought us to a stop at the side of the road.

I said with a smile, despite my heated breaths, “Now you know how it feels.”

In a smooth swipe, Theo had me unbelted. “Take your shorts off.”

“N—” The denial almost left my lips, until he took his hand away and left me aching, empty,wanting.

I pulled my shorts and underwear off without utterance.

With a surprising amount of strength, he hooked me around the waist and arced me on top of him, bringing his seat down in the same manner.

Sex did that to a man.

There wasn’t even a tangle of my legs. No awkward moment with the gearshift. This man was as flawless in action as I remembered him to be.

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