Page 63 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

The prince laid his phone on the seat before taking her hand.

Fawn blinked in pleasant surprise. It was really sweet of him to hold her hand while she forced herself to-—

He took her fingers into his mouth.

She choked in surprise, and a second later they both heard Grant curse under his breath, just before he said, “Fawn?”

She jerked.How had he recognized her gasp?

“Is that you?” Panic tinged his voice. “Fawn?” They heard a scuffling sound in the background, like two people fighting, and then they heard a feminine cry of protest, like a stray cat that had been kicked out of its temporary shelter.

The prince’s eyes gleamed.I told you. Make him sweat.

“Hello?”

Fawn swallowed. “G-Grant, it’s me.” Her voice shook.

“Fawn. I knew it was you.” But Grant’s voice sounded more uncomfortable than relieved. “Whose number is this?”

“The prince.”

“I don’t understand. Why are you using his phone?” Grant demanded.

“I was c-calling you when my phone ran out of batt. S-so the prince lent me...his.” Her voice caught in the end again, and she sucked her breath in.Lies.Everything she had said was a lie, and she didn’t even know where they were coming from.

“I’m glad you called me then.” Grant’s voice lowered. “I’ve been thinking about you—-”

The prince suddenly ended the call.

She stared at him incredulously. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I still have to make you come,” the prince answered simply, “and I don’t like wasting another second on that asshole.”

Even as she choked and laughed at his answer, the prince didn’t stop pulling her tightly against him. When their bodies pressed against each other, his hands left her waist, moving down—-

She stiffened when his hand reached for her body under her skirt.

Fawn started. “P-Prince—-”

“Ssh. Relax and just let yourself enjoy it.”

She closed her eyes.

Relax—-

But then his fingers went inside her panties.

Aaaaah!

The sensation was like no other, and a sob of shocked pleasure rushed out of her throat.

His fingers began to move over her folds, and as her flesh swelled under his touch, the prince said huskily, “Do you understand now?” His gaze claimed hers. “This is how I’ll take the pain away.” His fingers drifted up, circling the tiny quivering nub of pleasure. “This is how I keep you from ever getting hurt again.”

And slowly, the prince thrust one finger inside of her.

“Prince!”

His finger began to move, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back deep.

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