Page 263 of Dirty Princess


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He moves me from the door, carrying me to the bed.

He drops me on the bed.

I reach for him, grabbing his shirt, pulling him to join me.

His right hand is then between my legs.

Pressing against my jeans.

The force pressing against my panties.

The force pressing against my growing wetness…

I lift his shirt a little.

I touch muscle.

Then I grab for his jeans.

My left hand touches the obvious hard bulge.

Cullen dips his mouth down to my neck and kisses.

He’s soft, subtle, sweet, yet has that sense of power…

Just as his right hand touches the button on my jeans, I feel a vibration.

It’s either his phone or mine.

“Fuck it,” Cullen growls.

“Yes,” I groan. “Fuck it…”

A few seconds later, there’s a knock at the door.

The door starts to open.

Cullen jumps off me and off the bed.

Laz it at the door.

Cullen is ready to take a swing.

“What the fuck do you want?” Cullen growls. “I’m in the middle of something here.”

“I know,” Laz says. “Just have to talk. Check your phone. It’s important…”

Both Cullen and Laz look at me.

Cullen slips out of the room with Laz.

I don’t waste a second as I climb out of the bed.

I hurry to the door and listen.

“Is this real?” Cullen asks Laz.

“Looks that way,” Laz says. “Figured you should know. If this goes down…”

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