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“It’s supposed to be,” I said. “Can’t have you getting cold feet.”
She smiled and her eyes went distant.
“You bought this house just for this weekend?”
I nodded. “You asked me to show you what it was like to be treated the way you deserve. So here you are.”
A smile broke, the light flooding back into her face as her confidence returned. She flung her arms around me, hugging me tightly. Whispering her thank yous into my chest.
“Let’s talk,” I said.
She looked up. “About what?”
I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her to stand between my knees. A bit of dark hair fell across her cheek. I brushed it back. So fucking soft.
“Do you want this to be like we’re together?” I asked. “Touching, kissing, no boundaries on being naked? Or do you want me to fuck you under the covers and sleep in the other bedroom?”
“No,” she said in a rush.
I raised a brow.
Her soft palm slid down my jaw, rasping against my stubble. She bent and her mouth brushed mine. Pressing to me, kissing me slowly. Giving me a taste of her tongue.
Her fist closed in my hair, pulling me back.
“Fuck,” I breathed.
“I want you all weekend. I want to sleep in the same bed, I want to shower together. I want…I want to see you naked in the kitchen. Making me coffee and breakfast.”
My cock throbbed, begging to be let out of my pants. She still had ahold of my hair. Keeping me in her grasp. Our eyes locked and flashed.
“You first,” I said.
“What?”
“You can cook too. I want you naked and making me breakfast in the kitchen,” I said, my voice dropping to a growl.
“Hmm, no,” she said. “I thought you said I was a princess and princesses don’t cook.”
“Do kings cook though?”
“This one does. He cooks the best Sunday roast I’ve ever eaten.”
I shifted, but she kept her fingers in my hair. She was playing with me, I saw it in her eyes. Baiting me to drop my guard and give her the pushback she wanted.
“Getting a bit bossy, cariad.”
She shrugged. “You sure you don’t like it?”
I rose and slid my fingers into her hair, fisting my hand and drawing her head back. Her pupils blew and her breasts heaved beneath her sweatshirt.
I bent, my lips brushing her ear.
“Do you want spanked?” I breathed.
Her chest rose and fell, spine bent back. Gaze fixed on me. I knew that if I put my hand between her legs, she would be soaked for me. Heat coiled in my groin, making me pulse.
“Yes, please,” she whispered.
