Page 50 of Dirty Princess


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“I’m ready for anything. I’m anHeir. My family is just as powerful as yours. It doesn’t matter who I know or who I don’t know. I’m powerful, Archer. And I’m going to assume that when you kill me, it’s going to be a big deal. You just unleashed something in me. You just made me the most important person in your life, didn’t you?”

“Good girl,” Archer whispers. “Keep talking like that. It helps…”

His left hand slides to the small of my back and pulls me against him.

I gasp, fearing the knife is going to slice my face.

But it doesn’t.

Or maybe it does, I’m not sure right away because all I can feel is…him.

Archer.

His… dick…

Thick hardness pressing against the inside of his pants and against my stomach.

He’s so tall… I probably wouldn’t have to move much.

Just bend down a little… and…

“What are you thinking about now?” Archer asks.

“I’m thinking about how we know each other now and how we will know each other someday.”

“Let’s be very clear, Jaci. I’ll forever be on top of you. One way or another. You want me to fuck you, I will do that. And when you’re dead, I’ll walk across your grave.”

“But first you want to fuck me now?” I ask.

“It’s on my mind.”

“Is it my looks or because you have a knife pointed at me?”

“Neither,” Archer says. “It’s knowing where you came from. Who you think you are. Who you really are.”

“So, I’m a fantasy to you,” I say. “Let’s keep this going then.”

I grab Archer’s wrist again.

I keep the knife away from my face.

I place my hand to the ultra-sharp blade.

The tender spot where my thumb meets my hand.

There’s some fatty skin there, you know?

I press and feel pain.

I suck in a breath and groan.

Archer growls.

“You like that, don’t you?” I purr.

“You tell me, sweet thing,” Archer says.

He suddenly puts his mouth against mine.

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