Page 43 of Broken Prince
“Because of dance? Yeah, I could see how time-consuming it could be,” he hums.
More like I didn’t have the money, but I keep that to myself.
“Something like that,” I say, looking down at my drink.
I’m only one drink in, three including the non-alcoholic ones, and I’m starting to feel a bit tipsy. Tipsy enough to tell him all about my ex and how he fucked my best friend. I leave out the rest of my summer activities. No one needs to know about that.
And I’m way too horny, more than I should be. But Kai is just so damn stunning to look at. It’s like he’s been chiseled out of stone or something. I haven’t stopped thinking about what his full lips would feel like on mine, the scrape of his nicely trimmed beard against my inner thigh, or about those thick fingers deep inside me as I soak those tattooed hands.
“Are you okay?” he asks me, a hint of amusement shining on his gorgeous face.
“Sorry, what?” I bite my lower lip, squirming in my seat as heat travels to my cheeks.
“You look a little distracted there.” He chuckles.
“Sorry.” I look away. “Was stuck in my own mind.”
“What is that beautiful mind of yours thinking?” His voice lowers, and my body tingles at the sound.
“You want the truth?” I offer up for the first time tonight.
“I’d very much like the truth.” His eyes drop to my lips, lids growing heavy.
My heart pounds in my chest. He wants me, right? He wouldn’t have spent this whole night talking to me if he didn’t. Not when this place is filled with stunning women he could have spent his time talking to.
I’ve always been a say it the way it is type of person, hardly one to be shy or embarrassed. It’s why I ended up with three summer flings. I saw what I wanted and took it.
Yet, what happened with them has me hesitant about tonight.
Kai isn’t them. He’s not my stepbrother. He’s a handsome older stranger passing through town, just like he thinks I am. This is my chance to have a true one-night stand and move on with my new life.
So, I tell him the truth.
“I’ve been thinking about how much I’d like for you to drag me into one of those fancy bathrooms back there and have your way with me.”
It takes everything in me to hold his eyes and not look away in case I’m about to get rejected.
A low, rumbling sound leaves his chest, and I swear my pussy fucking weeps. I swallow the whimper, wanting to escape, and bite the inside of my cheek.
His gaze darkens, jaw tightening. Drink in hand, he downs the rest of it before placing the empty cup back on the bar top.
Kai stands, towering over me. My lips part, eyes widening as he leans in, bringing his lips to my ear. “Wanna know what I’ve been thinking about all night?” he asks, his words thick and husky.
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“I’ve been picturing you on your knees, those pretty red lips wrapped around my cock as you swallow me down like a good girl,” he growls.
“Oh, god,” I whimper, squeezing my thighs shut as my core warms with need.
“Would you like that?” His lips brush up the shell of my ear, and I can’t help but moan. “Would you like to be my naughty girl for the night? Choke on my cock? And if you do as you're told, I’ll fuck you real good.”
“Yes,” I pant out. I want that, I want that so bad. God, I’m a mess right now; my panties are ruined. This man... his words... I’m done for.
Excited nerves rush through my veins at the thought of this man using me, pleasuring me. This is what I need. To let go, to let him take control.
“I promise to take good care of you. Make you feel so good,” he groans, sucking on my earlobe. My eyes roll back when he bites down.
When he pulls back, I’m a dizzy, needy mess. I want this man so damn bad it hurts. I think I’d cry if he were to just walk away.