Chapter 20
Ryan
THE NEXT DAY, I TOOK GISELLE FOR a tour of the base. I was so proud to show her off but embarrassed that she wasn’t mine.
She was engaged to another man.
But Giselle was as charming as always, and the fact that she was a real-life princess fascinated all the SEALs.
We had brunch at the Del, and then she shopped at a few boutiques. I dutifully carried her bags. Man, who was I?
We finally left and went back to my place. The second we were inside, Giselle wrapped her hands around my neck and kissed me. I ripped off her dress, and she stood in front of me wearing nothing but a lace bra and matching panties.
God, I wanted to fuck her. And she kept asking me too. Why was I holding back?
I was about to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom when she flipped the script.
She knelt in front of me, tugging on my belt buckle.
“Babe, you don’t have to.”
She nodded. “I know, Ryan. I want to. I want to please you. Please, let me.”
This woman, this princess, was begging to suck my cock. Why was I hesitating?
Time to give in to my desires.
“Only if you ask me.”
She bit her lip. She was definitely not used to dirty talk.
“I just did.”
“Tell me what you want to do. I want to hear you say it.”
She exhaled, her voice low and sweet. “I want to suck your cock.”
Ah. Hearing this good girl, this virgin princess, say “cock” alone was almost enough to send me over the edge.
She undid off my belt buckle, my shorts fell to the ground, and she pulled down my underwear.
Her blue eyes looked up at me.
“Ryan, you are huge.”
God, I loved this girl. “Say that again.”
“No, seriously. What should I do? Sorry, I’m super sheltered.”
“Don’t apologize. I love that you’ve never done this before.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Grab me, baby. Rub your hands up and down over it.”
She obediently did as I asked. Her delicate hand felt so soft against my cock.
“Like this?”