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Ignoring the rock in my gut, I smile breezily. “I do, but I like all kinds of genres, even romance. In fact, it’s probably my favorite. ”

“Let’s have some fun with this then.” He reaches out to tug on one of my curls. “We each pick a few thrillers and a few romances. Get two of each one though. We’ll make a plan and when we read them, we’ll know the other is reading the same thing.”

I have to ignore the lump forming in my chest. “In that case, I’m picking some erotic romances.”

He smirks, letting go of my curl to wrap his hand around my neck. Pulling me to him, he kisses me.

His lips are gentle but the kiss is still searing hot. And if kisses were magic, it would be him I danced with all evening at the Gala and possibly the rest of my life.

CHAPTER 10

Elle

“Prince Not-So-Charming, my ass,” I say as we slide into the limo again four hours later. “That was the best date I have ever had.”

“You liked meeting Jaques Dupont, I’m guessing?”

“Oh, my, god, I loved every second of the hands-on demonstrations, and even better, eating all of the creations.” I lean over and push the button that makes the glass between Thomas and us rise up and then, shifting my dress up to my hips, I climb onto Dan’s lap. “Did you know chocolate is an aphrodisiac?”

“We ate a lot of chocolate, didn’t we?”

Dan, threads his fingers through my hair, pulling me forward, kissing me. It’s not as gentle this time but I want it rough, so I take the lead and increase the intensity. Grinding myself shamelessly against the crotch of his dress pants, I goad him to take charge. And he doesn’t take the challenge lightly. Before I know it, my breasts are bare and his beard is leaving a delicious rash in its wake.

The pull of his mouth on my nipple has my hips moving faster to chase the friction his thick bulging erection provides through his pants.

“Dan, god, your mouth feels so good,” I rasp and suddenly I’m lifted up and placed back in my seat.

“Naughty princess, look what you’ve done.”

I smile at the wet spot where his hard cock pushes against the material of his pants. “Seems I’ve wet myself.” My brow wiggles and he shifts his jaw as if struggling to control his urges. Yanking me across his lap, he smacks my bottom three times in sharp succession.

“Our date isn’t over, bad girl. And now everyone is going to know what we’ve been doing back here.”

I laugh wickedly, and reply, “I’m okay with that. In fact, I want every woman out there to know it’s my juices on you.”

He groans and slaps my ass again. “You need to be punished.”

I giggle. “I do.” I slide off his lap onto my knees and he lets me. “Punish me with your cock, Daddy.”

“Fuck.” His curse is whispered and long and I love that he seems unable to resist me.

“Unzip me. Now.”

I do as I’m instructed eagerly. And he gathers my hair into a ponytail, holding it in his fist.

“Now take Daddy’s cock out and lick the tip.”

“You’re so big,” I say as I fist his cock and pull it out. “I almost forgot.” I look up at him, and slowly lick the tip as if it’s an ice cream cone, letting my tongue swirl around it. His moan of pleasure ignites my core and I slide him completely into my mouth, letting his head hit the back of my throat. I swallow, gagging a little, and cup his balls. Fondling his nuts gently, I slide him out of my mouth, popping off the tip to once again twirl my tongue over it.

“Baby, you’re a fucking genius…” He groans as I speed up, his hips starting to pump from the seat. Reaching down, he pinches one of my fully erect nipples, rolling it between his fingers. My middle clenches in pleasure and I lose my rhythm for a moment.

He chuckles and I try to focus again, but then he licks his thumb and starts stroking my other nipple, switching between rough and gentle. I’m dizzy with the sensations and getting sloppy sucking him off. When he starts to curse, I know he’s close, but before I can finish him off, he pulls me back by the hair. “That’s all you get.”

I pout and he guides me up and back over his knee. He gives my ass three hard slaps before his fingers slide under the band of my panties. I gasp as he moves his fingers through my slit and back between my ass cheeks, spreading my juices everywhere.

“Should Daddy fuck this tight ass later?”

I moan as his fingertip pushes at my tight rosebud. I shove my ass up for him, begging with my body for him to touch me more. He removes his hand instead.

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