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When he finally let her go, he put the chairs back where he got them from. “Of course I’ll help. He’s your friend.” They went to the door and slipped back out into the hallway. “We should get back inside. Arthur’s waiting for your dance.”
She got up on her toes and put her mouth next to his ear. “I’d much rather dance with you.”
“You will, later tonight. Wearing a lot less than you currently are.”
The idea of being naked again with the man she desperately loved made her shiver in anticipation. “I can’t wait.”
Chapter Seven
Nyssa
Nyssa was so distracted that the rest of the evening passed in a blur. She couldn’t get what Arthur had revealed to her out of her head. She knew her parents and was sure they’d never force her to do something as life-altering as marry a man she didn’t love, but she also knew Arthur had not made it up. He simply didn’t have it in him to tell falsehoods about something so important.
She was also worried about the predicament Arthur’s father had gotten their family into, although she knew that between Erik and John, Arthur had a good chance of finding out more information about the scammer who’d absconded with his family’s millions.
She made a point of thanking the hosts of the event for their hospitality and congratulate them on such a successful evening, before saying goodnight to her family, Arabella, and Arthur. She promised the latter they’d speak more soon, and when he kissed her cheeks, he whispered in her ear not to worry too muchbecause their families would come to some sort of agreement they could all live with.
Which only told her that despite what he’d said earlier on in the evening, he was hopeful she’d change her mind and agree to merge their families together through marriage…which would give Arthur and his family access to the Dubois family fortune.
She was numb to the cold as John walked her to their car, and murmured thanks as he held the door open for her, not closing it until she was completely settled and putting on her seat belt. He skirted around the front of the car before hopping into the driver’s seat and starting both the engine and the heater.
They pulled out of the private parking lot and headed back to their hotel. She stared out the windshield, taking in the pedestrians hurrying down the street. Even though it was freezing outside, it was Saturday night and there was a good number of people to be seen.
“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart.” John’s voice was deep and soft, and she reached across to place her hand on his thigh, comforted by being able to touch him. When they got to a red light, he took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips to kiss it.
Nyssa didn’t answer, her brain swirling with all the conversations she’d had that night until her head started to hurt. She shivered, even though the interior of the car was warm, and when he raised her hand and kissed it again, she stroked his cheek gently with the backs of her fingers.
They’d get through this. She’d speak with her parents and make them see she loved John. Was in love with him. Wanted to marry and raise a family with him. She knew he’d stay by her side, as he had done for three years.
The rest of the ride went by in a blur. John parked the car in the spot they’d secured for the weekend beneath the hotel, then came around to open her door for her. She took his hand as sheclimbed out, and he kept hold of it as they headed for the private elevator that would take them to their floor.
She still hadn’t uttered a word by the time John opened the suite door and she stepped in behind him. He removed his coat and hung it up while Nyssa wandered over to the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows that gave her a perfect view of Paris sprawled below them at night. Hundreds of lights twinkled in the dark, but not even the sight of those could lift her spirits.
She felt him come up behind her, and when he wrapped his arms around her waist she leaned back against him, resting her hands on his. “Talk to me, Nyssa.”
Taking a few moments to collect her thoughts, she turned around to face him. “Arthur’s not lying.”
“I didn’t think he was.” John dipped his head and ran his nose down the side of hers before brushing a kiss across her lips. “Can your parents force you to marry him?”
She placed her hands on his arms, rubbing them up and down. “They would never force me, but they can…strongly recommend it.” He stilled, and had she not been gazing at him so closely she would have missed the tick in his jaw, which told her he was as unhappy about the situation as she was. She got up on her toes and pressed kisses to his face. “I won’t marry him, John. I don’t care what my parents say.”
By the time her lips kissed their way over to his, he’d pulled her closer so their bodies were pressed up against each other and she could feel every hard inch of him. Her hands came up to run through his hair as he slanted his mouth over hers in a long, deep kiss that took her breath away.
Tomorrow, they would talk with her parents about this agreement with Arthur’s family and she would make it clear no marriage would take place between the two royals. But for tonight, the only man Nyssa wanted to think about was the one holding her in his arms and sliding his tongue against hers.
When he finally let her go, his gaze traveled up and down her body slowly. “As beautiful as you are in this dress, I really fucking need you to take it off. Now.”
Desire flared in his eyes as his tongue came out to lick his lips, and just like that she was wet for him. Her body burned for his touch. She ached to have him deep inside her, claiming her as no other man ever would. “You take it off me.”
John wasted no time, moving his finger in a circle to encourage her to turn around. She did, and he unzipped the dress, exposing her naked back and the top of her red satin panties. She hadn’t needed to wear a bra because the dress had one built in, and she’d bought the panties on a whim just before they’d left D.C.
She turned back around, holding the dress up in front of her chest. The naked, raw look in his eyes told her he appreciated her recent purchase. With a smile, she dropped the dress and stepped out of it, leaving her clad only in her panties and heels.
He bent over and picked the dress up before placing it carefully over the back of a chair nearby, while she took off her jewelry. Removing the pins keeping her tiara in place, she carefully lifted the expensive headpiece off the crown of her head and locked them all away in the special case they’d been stored in for the trip.
Going back over to where John stood, she watched as he picked up the remote to close the blinds, then started to remove his own clothing. She grew wetter as naked skin appeared in view, the hard lines and edges of his body showcasing his muscles nicely. Dark hair lightly covered his chest, and once he removed his underwear, she could see how it grew coarser as it trailed down his stomach to surround his long, thick cock, which was already hard.
She hadn’t realized she’d let out a moan until he’d closed the distance between them to kiss her. She managed to kick off hershoes as his hands slid inside the back of her panties to grab her ass and squeeze it while his tongue played with hers. Her nipples were hard and aching for his mouth, and if he didn’t slide inside her soon, she’d combust with need.
