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“I caught a princess in her tower in a very compromising position.”
“Oh god,” I whisper before covering my mouth with my hand. I cringe for letting something slip out.
“Want me to enlighten you about the position?” I feverishly shake my head no, but at the same time, my heart is speeding along as if it secretly wants Chester to go on. My body is already hot, and a shiver runs over my back every single time he moves his thumb.
His lips touch my ear. I lick my lips, and I wait for him to speak, a fluttering sensation spreading in my chest.
“I caught her palming one of her deliciously silky breasts under that white lace bra.” A hand drops on my stomach, and I jump for a second before breathing out loudly. Tingles grow all over my body, and I press my legs together, feeling that deep desire waking up slowly. His fingers trail over my beige blouse. What is he doing to me?
“Her fingers ran over her stomach softly, and I knew she was enjoying every second of it.” His mouth whispers against my ear as his hand mimics my previous touches. An intake of breath makes me reach out for the hand on my stomach. My sex grows wet with his seduction tricks.
“And do you want to know what I wanted at that moment more than anything, Evangeline?” Chester asks, and this time, I nod yes. I’m completely under his spell, and now I want nothing more than to drag him to the nearest room and let him kiss me. My freaking neighbour. Chester Boyd.
“I wanted to let my fingers explore that creamy skin. I wanted to let my hand dive into her bra and knead her breast until her nipple pressed against my hand. I wanted to reach inside her lace panties and dip my finger into her pussy, hoping she’d moan and tremble against me. I would have worked you so hard, Evangeline, you’d still be dreaming of it.” My sex pulses, screaming for a release. My body is completely flushed at his words, and my vivid imagination roves over the vision he provided in such detail. I can almost feel his hand reaching inside my panties and doing exactly what he told me he wanted to do.
“The first thing that popped into my mind, princess, when I saw you there was that I wanted nothing more than for it to be you whom I was kissing. Touching.” He whispers so honestly, and for once, I agree with him by nodding my head. He breathes in deeply, and slowly, his lips trail from my ear over my neck before he drops a kiss in the spot where my shoulder meets my neck. My breathing falters, and I don’t know what to feel anymore.
I just know that a part of me wants Chester desperately.
Suddenly and abruptly, Chester pushes his chair back before standing up.
“Where can a hungry man like me get a piece of that wonderful chocolate cake?” A hungry man… Oh Lordy.
Sebastian explains where he can get a piece, but before Chester walks away, he leans back down. His lips touch my ear once again, making me want to groan out loud. When is the torture going to stop?
“Next time, invite me over, and I’ll give you some non-lousy sex.”
Chapter Nineteen
Evangeline
“Good morning,” I mumble, my eyes casted down because I don’t have enough courage to look into Chester’s eyes. Instead, I dive straight into his car and buckle myself in.
I fear nothing more than facing Chester after the conversation we had at Livia’s birthday party yesterday. It was embarrassing, as well as hot, and definitely not the type of conversation you should be having during a child’s birthday party.
I went to bed last night with nothing but Chester on my mind. Every time I turned to face another direction, he was whispering something dirty in my ear. I could feel his fingers trailing all over my body. Over my breasts, squeezing my nipples, and touching my already wet pussy.
I woke up with the same wanton desire as last night. Only now, I’m highly frustrated, and the idea that he’s driving me to The Rothshield makes it even worse. Later, I’ll be stuck playing tennis with Moreen. It’s a day I want to be over with already.
But first, I must endure a car ride with my amazing-smelling neighbour, who was the subject of my dreams last night. Thank God I haven’t seen Frederic yet because I’m sure he too has a thing or two to say about last night.
“Slept well?”
I roll my eyes, feeling a groan deep inside my throat wanting to break free. I ignore his question as his playful eyes burn the side of my face. I will not give him any other opportunities to dive headfirst into that shameful topic.
He chuckles before moving on.
“How are you, princess?” That deep, low voice makes me readjust in my seat.
“Fine,” I mutter. “How are you?”
“Good. I slept wonderfully.” I groan before throwing my head against the headrest. Chester laughs, and I slowly turn my head his way. His hair is getting longer, but it still fits him so well. He trimmed his scruff, and it looks neater and less thick, and it makes me want to reach out and touch his cheek and feel his stubble under my fingers while I explore his strong jaw.
“Could you just stop it,” I beg while being completely honest. He turns his head my way; a smug smile on his face. His eyes are pressed closed from amusement.
“Sure. I’ll cut it out.”
“Thank you.”
