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“I can smell your need for me.” The husky voice came from behind me.

I squealed as I ran into a large room. The library. No exit door. Shit.

“I can’t wait to make you scream.” The voice came again, this time much closer. “While you cum all over my cock.”

I looked left and right, searching for a way out of the room, but there was none. Only shelves and shelves of books. A large desk and Chesterfield lounges.

“Charity...” He whispered into my ear.

I froze.

His hands gripped my upper arms, then slid down until our fingers intertwined.

It was him, my prince. And there was no doubting that he wanted me. Badly.

I twisted in his embrace, my arms going around his neck.

His eyes were blue, almost purple, as they stared down at me. “My love.”

I couldn’t resist him. He was my love. My man. My everything.

I went up on my toes and kissed him, feeling our connection strengthen with every touch.

He growled deep in his throat as his lips opened and I slid my tongue inside his mouth.

I wanted him naked. Now.

My hands drifted to his shirt. I tore at his clothing, his skin hot beneath my palms. I undressed him as fast as I could.

Next it was my turn.

He grabbed the straps of my long night dress and pushed them off my shoulders.

The silk slithered over my breasts, past my hips, then down to the floor.

My prince grabbed me around the waist and lifted me. I clamped my legs around his hips and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, clinging on tight.

I didn’t care about my too-big thighs, or my stretch marks. Here, in this castle with him, I was beautiful. Here, I was desired. Here, I was loved.

I kissed my prince as he carried me over to the desk, putting me down only to grab my hip with one hand, then move back to grab his cock with the other hand.

“I can’t wait.” He used the head of his cock to dip into my wetness and paint it over my clit.

I gasped at the perfect sensations. His hot biceps beneath my hands. His hard cock at my entrance, teasing me. Promising the world.

“Don’t wait.” I leaned back and opened my thighs even wider in an unmistakable invitation.

He grinned down at me, dropping his head to focus on my breasts. I tilted my head back and ran my hands through his thick dark hair, holding him to me. His lips pressed to the swell of my breasts, first one and then the other, his tongue trailing a path of fire to my nipple, where he sucked strongly.

I gasped as arrows of pleasure shot through me, straight to my core.

Oh God... please...

He transferred his attention to my other breast, giving it similar attention to the first.

I groaned and tugged on his hair. “Please.... Please...”

I was aching for him now, a deep hollow feeling between my thighs.

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