Page 84 of Royally Rivalled

“We don’t have to,” Parker said.

The big flashing sign his erection posed suggested otherwise. He was so hard—despite or because of what he’d just done to me.

“I could blow you?”

“Nah. The ground is hard, painful, and?—”

“I sincerely doubt it will take so long I cannot tough it out.”

“Let’s get washed up, and you can do it,” Parker said.

I agreed to it.

We washed up, I put in a tampon, and I was again well. Still reeling from my orgasm in the best way, I stopped him before he even made it to the bed.

“Let me blow you here,” I said. “Overlooking the park.”

“Are you mad?”

I shrugged. “You want to stop me?”

I felt like a goddess when I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. Parker didn’t even strip off his robe, but I tossed mine aside, happy to let him watch me—nude—as I took him in my mouth. He did the thing where he lovingly played with my hair. No one existed but me.

I pumped his shaft and licked the head of his cock. He shuddered and gripped my hair tighter. I took him deeper in my mouth, sucking in the way I did when I wanted to get him off fast. Given his size, my jaw was grateful he was easy.

Parker grabbed my wet hair to the point it smarted a bit, pumping into me slightly. I didn’t mind. I liked a little pain. I knew he was about to cum as he let out a shudder. Then, he moaned, holding my head in place. I swallowed everything he gave before I pulled back and stared up at him.

“You are… so fucking good, Astrid. So fucking good,” Parker panted.

“The best?”

“Yes. The absolute best. I… holy shit,” He flopped onto the couch. “I love the view of you after, just… waiting for my approval. The answer is yes. You did splendidly.”

“I like doing it with you standing.” I pulled my robe back on and climbed onto the couch next to him. “Makes it hotter. I like it when you feel authoritative—but only in bed.”

“Yes, yes. I know. I’d never want to tame you, Astrid. It would take all the fun out of it.”

I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around him.

I couldn’t help but let out a little, “I love you.”

He rubbed my back. Strangely, I didn’t need him to say it back. Saying it was enough for now. Parker kissed my forehead.

“We’re only going to be able to play this game for so long, Astrid,” Parker admitted. “Because I cannot help but fall deeper and deeper with you. This is almost addictive.”

“Itisaddictive.”

“Well, I cannot keep my hands off you, and that’s not helping.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And all I keep thinking about is what happens at term end when you go home for a month?”

He was right. I would. I was desperate to see my sisters. I needed to do that.

“Parker, I… I must go home.”

“Oh, I know,” Parker said. “But Astrid, I will miss you so much. I am selfish. I want you in my bed every night.”

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