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“Mmm…” He runs his hand through my hair and keeps his eyes closed as I make my way back down his body. I grab his thick cock and gently stroke it.
“Oh, Isadora.”
I picture the moment he comes, his perfect creamy cum shooting up and glazing his solid, muscular torso, and I will lick it up. This is inspiration for me to suck him harder.
“God, I can’t wait for you to come,” I when I come up for air for just a second. “I can’t wait to taste you.” I drop my mouth down on his cock again and inhale the taste of his skin.
More delicious breakfast smells sweep down from the kitchen and into the conservatory, and I hear voices of workers milling about on the property and through the castle. Maybe it’s the gardener, because I know he likes his coffee in the morning before he begins working. Or perhaps the maids and the chefs.
“Isadora,” Nathan moans as I keep sucking his cock. His hips thrust upward, caressing the back of my throat with the head of his dick, urgently chasing his release. I think of all the times in the past when he’s come, how he tastes, and what an eruptive load he shoots. I want it really bad. I want it to douse us both the way the sun douses the conservatory this morning, the way the sun douses the outside and all those flowers in the garden. I hear voices near the conservatory, and I wonder if this excites Nathan. Does he enjoy it the risk of passersby hearing his grunts and groans of seduction? Does he want us to get caught?
His eyes are hooded and glazed in desire, and I know it won’t be long before he bathes me in his come. I p trace soft circles over his balls, feeling them tighten as his orgasm climbs to the surface. His face contorts, and he looks blissful, like he’s being pulled down by a giant tidal wave of pleasure that’s about to break; it’s about to crash over my face like a wave of foamy hot cum. I can hear the low voices of a woman and a man coming closer to the conservatory, and Nathan’s breathing becomes heavier, panting rushed air from his chest. I know his release will be monumental, one big epic celebration of cum, as the head of his cock swells to bursting, spraying his velvety mixture all over my tongue. I drink him in, swallowing back every drop that he gives me. This is a beautiful start to the day.
Chapter Sixteen
Vincent
I shower and dress and then decide to head out to the conservatory to see what Nathan and Isadora are up to. Well, I know what they’re up to, but I wouldn’t mind watching. I’m about to head down the stairs when I catch sight of the queen and the last person on earth I expect to see in this palace. Alex Richter. Alex Richter is one of the deadliest assassins in the world. He’s brutal and efficient. He never fails to take out his target, and he’s a ghost. His crimes leave no evidence, just dead bodies. He’s ruthless and without mercy. Even among killers he’s feared. Only the powerful or most dangerous people in the world know his name. I know everything Richter is capable of, I’ve hired him in the past.
To say that he’s dangerous is an understatement. If he’s here with Ileana this must be why she cancelled her meeting with Nathan. What the fuck is she up to? Why the hell is she engaging an assassin? I need to find out. I step back concealing my presence in the shadows of the dim corridor. I resist the urge to charge down the hall and beat the answers I want out of Richter. There are million reasons why that wouldn’t be smart right now. Besides I know a man like Richter would die before he’d give up his secrets. That’s one of the reasons he’s so highly paid, an indiscreet assassin is useless. I strain my ears trying to hear what they’re saying, but they’re too far away. Though I doubt highly I’d hear anything useful. Ileana and Richter aren’t going to be discussing the specifics of his assignment in a hallway, even one that appears empty. I suspect they’re heading to Ileana’s office. As soon as they disappear from my line of sight, I race down to the second floor. If I move quickly I can get to Ileana’s office before they do. I rush down the hallway grateful that all of the staff seem to be hard at work and not wandering the hall. I take the back stairs two at a time, and arrive to find the hallway leading to the queen’s office empty.
