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Nyssa stopped to think. “Uh…”
The redhead’s eyes widened. “So many you lost count?”
She leaned forward, even though nobody was around them, so they absolutely could not be overheard. “We had sex half thenight, Bella. In the bed, in the shower, against the wall. And in the shower, something happened to me that never has before.”
Arabella looked deep in thought. “Like what?”
A blush heated Nyssa’s face and she was sure it was so red she resembled a tomato at that moment. “He made me come so hard I—” She couldn’t bring herself to say the word. Although the topic of their conversation was hardly appropriate for the gathering they were at, Nyssa was glad she had her close friend to talk to about such things.
Arabella stared at her for a few moments, then her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. “Oh my God! He made you squirt?” She lowered her voice to a whisper, but it still sounded loud.
Nyssa patted her hot cheeks. “Yes.”
Arabella snagged two fresh glasses of champagne from a passing waitress and handed one to her friend. “That deserves a toast, don’t you think?” They clinked their glasses together. “To bodyguards with big dicks who make you come so hard you squirt.”
Nyssa hid her laugh behind a cough but couldn’t stop it when Arabella gazed around the room and, after catching John’s attention, raised her glass to him with a big grin.
“Bella!”
“What? Sounds like the man deserves a toast, at least. Or a really good blow job.”
Nyssa choked, glad the glass she was holding hadn’t yet touched her lips. “You’re incorrigible.”
“You love me.” She drained her glass then stood, holding a hand out to Nyssa. “Shall we go dance, or are you too sore for that after your night of marathon sex?”
Nyssa stood, downed a mouthful of champagne for courage, and took her friend’s hand. “Please don’t say anything.”
“Of course not, darling. You know you can trust me.”
The two princesses hit the dance floor. Arabella immediately got into the groove with the upbeat, fast-paced song only younger attendees were dancing to, and soon enough Nyssa joined her friend, swaying her body in time to the music.
“Mind if we join you?” Nyssa turned around to find her brother and lover standing right behind her.
“Of course not, Erik. Come dance with me.” Arabella held out a hand toward Nyssa’s brother, and he dropped a kiss on it before taking it.
Nyssa smiled. Erik and Arabella had always had a flirty type of friendship, but she knew neither was attracted to the other romantically. They were simply both people who’d been born into royalty and understood, as very few did, what it was like to live such a lifestyle. Arabella was the crown princess of her country, as Erik was the crown prince of theirs, and one day she’d be queen, just as he would be king.
“I guess that means you get to dance with me.” John’s familiar, deep voice was close to her ear, and Nyssa shivered as she stepped into his arms.
“It’s a tough job, but somebody’s got to do it.” The smile she gave him belied her words, and just as she took his hand the song ended. The one that followed was better suited to slow dancing, which suited Nyssa just fine.
They swayed together, not speaking. John wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her more closely than was appropriate as her bodyguard, but was just fine as her lover. His free hand held hers, and she placed her arm around his neck, her head on his shoulder. She could feel his heart beating, and the sound made her own heart swell. The love she felt for the man holding her was immeasurable.
“Dare I ask what you and Arabella were discussing at the table?”
She straightened up and laughed. “I don’t think you want to know.”
He grinned at her. “You’re probably right, but I am curious as to why she raised her champagne at me.”
“Oh God.” Her face flushed, and it made John’s grin get even wider.
“Tell me, sweetheart.”
“I…” She paused for a few moments. “I told her about what you did to me in the shower last night.”
He raised an eyebrow and leaned in so his mouth was right next to her ear. “You told her I made you squirt all over my cock?”
She avoided his gaze. “Yes.”
