Page 140 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

“S-sorry—-” But because she couldn’t help herself, she mumbled, “Baby.”

A deeper shade of red stained the prince’s high-boned cheeks, and a strangled gasp escaped her. “Oh my God, that’s so cu—-”

“Shut up,” the prince snarled, cutting her off. But because he also knew he wouldn’t be able to keep her mouth shut with just a warning, he decided to silence her in the only other way he knew how.

Sitting up, he lifted her off him, and when he brought her back down, he impaled her with his cock from behind.

As her lips parted in a gasp, the prince chose that exact moment to slide his fingers inside her mouth.

Their gazes met through the mirror in front of the bed, and Fawn couldn’t help writhing in a mixture of embarrassment and desire at the sensual image they portrayed.

From behind, the prince used his free hand to guide her movements, and she began to ride him, all the while with his fingers in her mouth.

“Suck it,” the prince said harshly.

And she did.

She began to suck his fingers, his cock thrusting into her at the same time, and it was like being taken in two different ways.

Her mind whirled, and when he began to pump his hips against her, fucking her harder, her mind started to shut down—-

The sweet, drugging sense of an impending climax began to overtake her body, and she sucked harder on his fingers.

“Fuck.” The prince was moving even faster and harder now, his strokes wild and rough, but oh God, how it made everything feel even better, so wonderfully better—-

The prince’s free hand squeezed her breast hard.

She sobbed, the sound trapped in her mouth, with her tongue around his fingers.

The prince’s hand moved down, pinching her clit—-

Oh God.

She bit into his fingers as she came, her body shuddering over his like a storm-tossed doll, and a moment later, the prince was surging forward, his cock driving so deep into her it made her almost see stars, her eyes shooting upward to the ceiling as their joined orgasm reached its peak.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself collapsed over the prince’s hard body, his cock still throbbing inside of her.

“Baby.”It was the first thing that came to her mind, and she said it.

Color stained the prince’s cheeks.

Oh!

Her lips started to part, Fawn eager to say it again—-

But this time, she couldn’t, with the prince’s fingers going back into her mouth.

The prince purred, “Let’s see who gives up first.”

IT WAS ALMOST NINEin the morning when she woke up, and this time the prince was still beside her in bed, his gorgeous face relaxed in his sleep. She was tempted to touch him, to feel the silky texture of his hair and the velvety hardness of his cheek.

But she couldn’t.

Not when she had to leave.

Careful not to make any noise, Fawn left the bed and tiptoed into the bathroom to take a quick shower. After leaving a note for the prince, she hitched a ride with one of the bodyguards to get back to the mansion.

Swapping her gown for a shirt and jeans, she drove to the nearby restaurant where she and Grant used to date. But unlike before, she had no need to wait. Grant was already there, and the irony wasn’t lost on her.

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