Page 19 of The Princess and Her Mercenary

“Sex is moving closer to the edge of the table and about to fall right off if you keep this attitude up!” she snapped. “No woman likes to feel pressured into sex. That leads to all kinds of self-esteem issues after.”

“Woman,” he growled. “You drive me insane.”

“Good!” she yelled at him.

They stood across from each other glaring.

Finally, she sighed, “Of course I thought we'd have sex. I just didn't really think about how it would work, you know?”

“No, I don't know,” he argued. “It works like normal. I put my dick inside you and we both get off. Never had a problem before.”

She swatted his arm. “You are so crude!”

“What I’m trying to say is, I want you and I want you now.”

She gave him a little shove, her fingertips against his shoulders. He didn't move. “Not until I've had a shower and brushed my teeth.”

He took hold of her shoulders and dragged her against him. “You showered earlier.”

She frowned at him. “How do you know? You were out dealing with security stuff.”

He shrugged. “Popped in to check on you, had a little peep while you were in the shower. You probably brushed your teeth too, though I didn’t hang around to watch. Good enough, you’re good to go for a tumble.”

“Not good enough!” she shouted at him.

He kissed her. Hard, passionate, with teeth and tongue. She was pretty sure it was to shut her up. But it was effective. She melted against him, gripping his shoulders as he bent down to sweep her up in his arms, never breaking the kiss. Smooth, the move was so smooth and she was so utterly lost in his kiss that she didn’t care.

Ndari decided she would shower later.

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