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“Yeah, well, this will be worse than that. Deep and Ijustcalled off our wedding. If the media gets a whiff of our relationship, they’ll blame you for the breakup. And they will hound you and your family until they get their money’s worth,” she explained.
Aryan sighed and sat down on the bed next to her.
“You’re right. I didn’t think about that.”
She shot him a crooked smile.
‘“Welcome to my world. Until the wedding is over, every move we make has to be carefully considered and calculated, Aryan. We can’t share our loved up pics on Instagram, nor can you take me out to dinner or even for a drive. Wehaveto keep a low profile.”
He leaned forward and kissed her softly.
“All right, but I don’t have to like it. I’ll growl and snarl every time I have to hide my feelings for you.”
She kissed him back, sending her tongue sneaking in to duel with his. He groaned when she sucked on his tongue, and the kiss soon turned into an inferno. Jessie pulled away from him breathlessly and rubbed her nose against the side of his.
“And I’ll make up for it. Every. Damn. Time,” she said, punctuating her words with soft, little kisses.
Aryan rose and she followed him to the door, raising her face for a goodbye kiss.
One thing led to another, and before he knew it, he had pushed her up against the wall, while she wrapped a leg around his waist, grinding her core into his hardness as he bent and suckled on her breast through her t-shirt.
He just couldn’t get enough of her. The slightest of touches had an incendiary effect on both of them.
“Have you ever done it up against a wall?” she teased breathlessly.
Aryan squeezed her breast and shot her a wicked smile full of promise.
“With the difference in our heights, it will take a miracle to pull it off,” he pointed out.
“But the bed is too far,” she pouted.
There was a writing table next to the door. Aryan eyed it thoughtfully.
“Is that real wood?”
Jessie palmed his erection firmly, making his eyes cross.
“Let’s find out,” she said with a giggle.
Aryan hoisted her up and set her down on the table, and she pulled him closer.
She ran her hands through his hair as she pulled him down for a kiss, and Aryan tore her panties off.
“Hurry,” she panted.
He shucked off his shoes and jeans and sheathed himself before he slid into her in one smooth move. She wound her legs around his waist and met him thrust for thrust. It was hard and fast, and they came apart in each other’s arms in an explosive climax that left them sweaty, smiling and breathless.
“Do you think I’m ever going to get out of here?” he asked, with a tired grin.
“By here, do you mean the palace or something more specific?” she asked with that crooked smile that he adored.
“I’d stay buried inside you for the rest of my life if I could,” he replied.
“Yeah, that’s going to go downsowell with our parents.”
Aryan winced.
“Princess, please! Can we never mention our parents while I’m inside you?”
