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She traps my arm between us, so I make the most of the situation and keep moving my fingers, causing little aftershocks that have her shivering against me.
“Ace,” she moans. “Please tell me they’re not watching.”
“Princess, I never want anyone one to see you like that again. No one has a clue what just happened.” She lifts up and allows me to pull my arm from between us.
Lifting my fingers, I suck them into my mouth. Her pupils dilate as she watches me savor her.
“So fucking sweet. The next time you come, it’s going to be on my face and without those motherfuckers in the room.”
“Are they leaving soon?” she asks, making me bark out a laugh.
“Impatient for more, Princess?”
“Always.”
“You’re fun when you’re tipsy.” I kiss the tip of her nose and lift her from my lap s
o I can get us both a fresh drink. I ignore the three bodies grinding away to the music. “Princess,” I call when I’ve got the bottles. “Shall we?” I nod to my bedroom and she jumps up.
“What about them?”
“What about them? They’re all old enough to make their own mistakes.”
I close the door behind me, the solid oak heavy enough to block out most of the noise. Remi comes to a stop a few feet in front of me and spins. She sways slightly, and I can’t help but laugh.
Has she really only had two?
“Princess?”
“Yeah?” she whispers.
“Strip for me.”
Her chin drops, but she soon covers her shock. She lifts her new bottle to her lips. My eyes drop to the smooth skin of her neck as she swallows.
“You want a show, Ace?” she asks, sauntering over to the nightstand and lowering her bottle, but in doing so she bends at the waist, causing her skirt to rise up.
“Princess. I said strip, not tease.”
“Same thing, no?”
“No. My patience won’t extend to teasing. I need my head between your thighs. Right. Fucking. Now.”
Her cheeks heat, but it doesn't stop her hands from coming up to the buttons of her shirt and undoing each one torturously slowly.
“Remi, baby. You’re going to need to go faster.”
“Good things come to those who wait, Ace.”
“Hmmm…”
My fingers clench around the handle I’m still holding as I resist taking matters into my own hands.
Chapter Thirteen
Remi
“Morning.”
