Page 196 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

“I understand,” the prince murmured smoothly. “We’ll be done in a minute.”

Outside, they both heard someone scoff, “A minute? He can have her cum in a minute?Yeah right.”

Fawn caught sight of the glitter in the prince’s eyes.

“Bet you twenty dollars it’s going to be more than a minute.”

Oh. No.

She stammered in protest, “P-prince—-”

But it was too late.

The prince’s mouth caught hers. The prince’s cock drove hard and deep into her, all the way to her womb, and his fingers pinched her clitoris.

It. Was. Over.

In twenty seconds.

When they stepped out of the restroom, Fawn ducked her head, unable to meet anyone’s gaze. But the prince was the complete opposite, which was cute, sweet, and annoying at the same time. His arm around her waist was intimately possessive, and the air of immense sexual satisfaction about him was so palpable it was almost as if he was a walking signboard that screamedI FUCKED HER GOOD.

Just before they reached the doors of the café, they heard someone gasp in laughter. “Pay up,” the guy hollered. “Look at the floor, man! He made her cum so damn hard you can’t even see—-”

Holy. Sweet. SHIT.

Her knees buckled, but the prince caught her easily to him with a laugh.

“Shut up.” Yet his laughter was infectious, and oh dear God, she couldn’t help giggling up at him.

Leaving the café, they stepped back into the sunlight, and as the prince watched the rays of the sun create a halo behind her, he couldn’t recall seeing anything so beautiful.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.” It was the first time she had returned the words since they had gotten back together.

Looking up at him with eyes that shone, she said it again because she could no longer help it. “I love you.”

And the most fantastic thing happened.

The prince’s knees buckled.

Oh. My. God.

She laughed before she could stop herself.

The prince’s gaze turned murderous.

“Umm...oops?”

He said very, very pleasantly, “What do you mean fucking oops?”

She shrieking, jumping back before he could reach for her. “I’m s-sorry—-” And then she suddenly remembered the look on his face when his knees buckled, and she couldn’t help laughing again.

The prince’s teeth gnashed together. “I’m going to kill you.”

Shrieking, she ran away from him.

He went after her at a measured pace, his pride not allowing himself to run like a damn teenager. But he wasn’t abovecheating either, and with a subtle gesture, he had his security corner her.

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