Page 51 of Ruthless Prince

“It’s not fair. You’re not naked.”

Vincent gives me a little smile as he stands up and takes his clothes off. The sight of his bare body will never not turn me on.

He notices how I press my legs together. “You need a release? I can give that to you.” He spreads my legs wide and touches my sensitive nub, practically making my hips jump to the ceiling.

“Vincent,” I moan softly. “Oh, I need you.”

“I know. I’ve needed you for a long time, too.”

He presses firmly onto my clit, sending pleasure shooting through my body. My hips arch up, and he presses down. His rubs are gentle yet powerful.

“I need more,” I tell him. “I want to have all of you, Vincent. No more waiting.”

He doesn’t ask me if I’m sure. He trusts me at my word that I mean what I say, and no one has ever done that before.

Vincent settles between my legs, his erection so close to my entrance. My body tingles at the sensation.

After wrapping his arms around my body and pressing us chest to chest, he finally enters me.

I gasp, clutching his back. Vincent goes slow so as to not hurt me. There’s a slight discomfort, but it passes as he goes deeper.

Then he’s fully seated inside me. Our foreheads touch, and we share a smile as we lock eyes. Nothing could be better than this. To fully be with the man I love is like nothing in this world.

“Vincent, I love you,” I tell him.

His eyes widen briefly before he smiles again. “I love you, too.”

Then he begins to move. Slowly at first, then more forceful. His hips shift back and forth at a gentle pace, letting me catch up. Soon, I’m bringing my hips up to meet his.

Neither of us speaks. We only look into each other’s eyes and stay present in the moment.

Vincent grabs my thighs and hoists them higher around his hips, bringing us even closer. I wrap my legs around him and just feel.

Our breath comes out in pants. Our skin is hot and sweaty. Everything is perfect.

He grinds his hips against mine, shooting another spike of arousal through me. Our pace increases. We’re desperate for this moment.

“Vincent,” I moan softly.

He groans as he thrusts into me harder. I hold onto him with everything I have.

And then I’m falling over.

I gasp as my orgasm hits me, my hips bucking up to reach his. Vincent holds me close as he comes next. We stay in each other’s arms for a long time, both of us trembling.

“Are you all right?” he asks.

“I should be asking you that. You’re trembling.”

“That’s because I’ve never had sex with someone I loved before. And I love you, Ellie. I just want us to spend our lives together without anyone getting in the way.”

“I want that too. So much, Vincent.”

Our next kiss is slow and a little sloppy because we’re tired, but I couldn’t have enjoyed it more.

VINCENT

Ellie and I leave our bedroom after our night together. I’ve never felt this close to someone. I find myself constantly having a hand on her just to make sure this is real.

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