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She gnawed on her lip, and I felt the urge to bite it. “August. You heard your mother. She sent me away.”
“Why? Was it my fault? Were we too close?” It was something that worried me. My father had punished me enough for it over the years.
Stop wasting so much time with her.
Grow up.
You can’t act like a child forever. Stop playing with the girl, August.
Her gaze softened. “Of course not.”
“Why, Christine? I just need to know.”
She looked down at her feet, her eyes swimming with tears that made me feel weak. “I…I can’t.”
I pressed my body against hers and wrapped my hand around her throat, my fingers forming a necklace that looked damn good against her pale skin. Her pouty little mouth popped open, and I had dirty thoughts about what I’d like to glide across her tongue and shove down her throat. She’d been choking on the truth since she came back, and I knew just how to dislodge it.
I pressed my thigh between her legs, the damn dress she wore putting too much space between us for my liking. “What are you doing?” her breathy question made my cock twitch.
Her shallow breaths made her breasts rise and fall so delicately. “I imagined kissing you in this room so many times.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the crowd below. “Someone could see us, August.”
“Good.”
I closed the remaining physical distance between us with a kiss, even though our hearts still felt a castle apart. She tasted so divine, like sugar and warm honey. The little moan that vibrated in her chest had me devouring her—and desiring more.
She opened so beautifully for me, dancing her tongue with mine as we clashed. I palmed her breast as she arched her back. When I pulled at her dress, she slammed against the glass window, rattling the iron bars covering it.
Kissing Christine made me feel like a man. I’d never truly felt like a king before this moment. She made me feel like I could conquer anything.
“We should stop,” she rasped when I licked her neck. Her pulse thudded against my tongue, and the whimper she released made my cock strain.
“Love, we’re not stopping this until you’re screaming.”
She tugged at my hair, forcing me to expose my neck to her. “I thought you wanted to talk.”
I hissed when she dragged her tongue across my jaw line. I struggled to speak, because she was twisting my mind up, making it impossible to think about anything but driving into her. “We can talk after you’ve come all over my face, love,” I whispered before dropping to my knees. I shoved her dress up, dying a little when I saw the knee-high stockings strapped to her corset. “Fucking bloody hell. You’re like a present.” I leaned forward to drag my nose along her silky skin. She bloomed like a flower, parting her creamy thighs in invitation.
“August…” she moaned when I slid her panties to the side and licked a long line up her slit. She tasted like fucking heaven. Sweet and wet. It thrilled me to know I could turn her on.
I stopped to admire the sight of her slick pussy, the swollen lips begging to be sucked and toyed with. She grabbed my hair again and shoved me against her center like a greedy little thing, but I didn’t give in that easily. “You’ve got a king kneeling before you.” I teased her with another quick taste.
“You’re not a king right now, August,” she whispered. “You’re mine.”
I loved how she commanded the space, like a true queen. I went to work on her clit, circling it with my tongue and groaning when she writhed against my lips. She held her dress up with one hand and continued to hold me in place, controlling me. Commanding me.
I liked the way she demanded her pleasure.
I found a rhythm that made her squirm and sob with satisfaction. Her bucking body made savage smacks against the window pane. The crowd cheered below. I doubted anyone could see us, and if they could, it was just her body leaning against the glass. I’d admit, I loved the idea of public sex. Maybe it was a kink born from a life in the public eye, but I also didn’t want anyone to see Christine like this. So vulnerable, so in charge, so high on the feel of my tongue that she could barely contain herself.
It pissed me off that I’d missed out on three years of this.
I wrapped my hands around her thighs, digging my fingers into her soft skin as I moved faster, harder, lapping her up like a good man while my cock cried in my pants.
“August, I’m close,” she breathed, encouraging me. The crowd cheered louder. Her legs shook. I moaned against her clit, feeling like her taste was the only thing I needed. Her breath came in long, surrendering moans that made me want this to go on forever. I wanted to spend eternity with her grinding her clit against my mouth.
A rush of passion surged through her delicate body, and it was hard not to smile triumphantly against her beautiful pussy. She came so beautifully. Her entire body stilled for a moment, and she threw her head back, a high-pitched scream piercing the air. “August!”
