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He stares at me with those bright eyes, and I long for his lips on mine. I’ve never wanted anything this much. Anticipation grows to hunger, and if he doesn’t kiss me now, I’ll drag him to me and smash my lips against his.
Chester breathes in deeply, and with slow, confident steps, he walks towards me. With every step he takes, I become more and more impatient. I want him now.
I tug a piece of hair back behind my ear and I let out the breath I was holding. His scent overtakes me, and my nerves begin to tingle and scream for him to touch my skin. I want to feel his warm hands holding me close.
At last, he reaches me. His hand drops on my cheek and cups it intimately. My eyes close instantly, and a feeling of love envelops me.
His head drops to my neck, and he drags his nose over it before he reaches my ear. My breathing stops completely, and I wait for his words. I wait for his confession, but most of all, I wait for his kiss.
“Princess,” he whispers, and the word makes me sigh. I grin before opening my eyes slowly. A soft kiss is dropped where my neck meets my shoulder. Every spot he touches is set ablaze. A shudder runs over my spine, and I arch my back, wanting more. So much more.
Chester pushes his kisses deeper into my skin, and it creates a path of shivers over my body. It’s soft, sensual, and caring. When he nips my skin softly, I moan deeply, and it sends a tingle straight to my groin.
My hands fall onto his strong shoulders, and I pull him closer. His chest touches mine, and his heart beats strongly against mine.
I caress his back, following the line of his strong muscles. Chester kisses the underside of my chin before he kisses another path to my lips. He stops, and my eyes stare into his. They speak volumes.
Some words are not meant to be said, but I feel them. I feel them deep and strong. Chester is the man I thought I would never meet.
He blinks slowly before his eyes fall on my lips, and I wet them out of anticipation. He caresses my cheek with his thumb. So soft and so full of love. Time stands still when he leans closer, and finally, he pushes his lips against mine.
His lips move, and I follow his lead. His hand drops to my hip. I curl my hands around his neck, letting him kiss me hard and passionately.
His tongue pushes against my lips, and I open up, letting him deepen the kiss. He moves his other hand over my body, skating over my back before it drops to my bottom.
His hand cups my bum before he grabs it and pushes my middle against his growing bulge. I feel his hard cock pushing against his trousers and my sex throbs. My hands ache to explore even more, and with the same precision as Chester, I move them over his back.
I tug his shirt out of his pants and let my hand wander over his naked skin. His muscles flex under my hand.
“I’ve dreamt of this, Evangeline,” Chester whispers, kissing the top of my breasts over and over again. A small smile takes over my face and my hunger for his kisses and touches increases.
“Are you going to kick me out like all your one-night stands?” I ask, letting my hand move down and into the back of his pants. His firm butt is in my hand. Chester may have confessed about dreaming of this moment, but I’ve longed for it as well.
“So, youhavewatched me more than once?” The smugness in his voice is clear, and I can’t help but giggle, but it stops abruptly when he pushes his bulge against my already throbbing sex.
I moan loudly and throw my head against the door.
“Jesus,” I whisper.
“Nah, princess. I’m not going to kick you out afterwards. You deserve the royal treatment.” He runs his hand over my arm. Chester lifts his head and looks at me with those soulful eyes, and I don’t dare look away.
There are no words to describe what he does to my heart, and love is written in his eyes. I know it is because mine mirrors the story his are telling.
He leans in slowly before his lips touch mine. I gasp, feeling the intimacy behind it. My hand has a mind of its own and it grabs the hair on top of his head.
“I never thought I would shag some princess,” Chester whispers.
“Well, you haven’t yet.”
“Yet.” He grinds into me. My small hand goes between us to his trousers, and with clumsy moves, I start to undo his belt.
It takes me some time because of my needy and trembling fingers, but once his belt is off and my hand is about to dive into his briefs, a knock echoes through the old Victorian bedroom. With my hand on the waistband of his briefs, I still.
“Evangeline?” a voice asks.
“Oh God,” I whisper, my cheeks immediately turn red and I become aware of the compromising position we’re in. “I’ll be out in a sec, Topper.” My shocked eyes meet Chester’s, and instead of embarrassment, I see amusement, and not even a second later, he bursts into a fit of laughter as my own lips tremble before, I too, erupt into giggles.
Chapter Twenty-four
