Page 43 of Some Like It Royal

They came together, over and over, when he rolled onto his back, she arched above him. It took little encouragement to get her to roll her hips as she rode him. She was torn between just sinking into the motions and watching him as he gazed up at her.

Need and desire eddied up, and she stretched to the point of breaking. Between his thrusts and her hips rolling, she hit her clit with just the right amount of pressure that her vision blurring.

“Right there,” she gasped out and dug her fingers into his shoulders.

“I have you,” he said, tumbling with her again. She was sure there were more words, but she didn’t hear them as she came apart and his shout followed her.

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DANIEL

They collapsed together, tumbling as he chased her pleasure with his own. The feel of her muscles trembling and the squeeze of her around his cock was so goddamn decadent, he wanted to repeat it immediately. Even after their release, they clung together, skin sticky with sweat and heat.

She wasn’t the only one trembling. His mind pitched between stirring to kiss her again and just lying there, savoring the warmth of her body nestled against his. They’d certainly violated the no-sex clause. That thought and that thought alone nudged him into action.

He shifted, peeling himself upward. Her eyes opened, revealing lazy pleasure, and he gave in to the temptation of her plump lips, swollen from his kisses, to taste her again. She slid warm arms around him and nuzzled his lips, soft, open and willing to his invasion.

Need thrummed through him and his cock twitched. They were going to need another condom. A box of condoms. He would invest in a damn condom company. He traced the liquid kisses across her cheek and nibbled at her earlobe. The soft flesh tasted sweet—the delicate, feminine citrusy scent of her filled his nostrils. He inhaled a long, drugging hit of it and sighed against her.

So many things he wanted to do to her—and with her. A knock on the door rapped reality back into their sensual interlude and he lifted his head, glaring at the door. “What?”

Her body clenched around him and his gaze swooped down to her suppressed giggles. The desire in her eyes lightened to amusement and he couldn’t help but grin.

“Mr. Voldakov—Miss Dagmar—” He heard a man clearing his throat. “Breakfast is served in the atrium.”

Daniel groaned. She nibbled his throat.

The man at their door coughed lightly. “Please pardon the intrusion, but the presentation will begin in a few minutes.”

Presentation.

Breakfast.

Their Napa Valley hosts.

He just didn’t give a damn.

Her voice was a throaty whisper in his ear. “We go home tonight. We can afford to go down and be seen.”

He grimaced. He had no desire to leave this room or this bed in the foreseeable future. A shuffling sound in the hallway warned him that the man waited for a response.

“We will be along shortly,” he grumbled. He scowled and at Alyx’s arched brows, he tacked on, “Thank you.”

“Very good, sir. Thank you both.” The man at the door left, and Daniel decided to ignore him. He wanted to play with her breasts and see how many licks it took to get her to gasp again, but she gave him a little push.

“No, no. We have to go down, remember.”

“I would be happy to go down on you.” He grinned and she rewarded him with another throaty laugh. She kissed his chin, his cheek, and then the corner of his mouth. He slanted his head, taking the kiss and drawing on her tongue as she darted it against his. Her nails glided down his spine and his cock twitched again. Just a few more minutes and he’d be more than ready. But her nails were sharp when she pinched his ass and he lifted his head to find her amused gaze, albeit fogged with desire, staring up at him.

“We have to shower and get dressed.” But her smile held the promise of more.

“I don’t want to.” It was probably the single most petulant thing he’d ever said, but she was already wiggling out of his arms. As she slid off the edge of the bed, he felt bereft.

“I know, but we go home after the presentation. Depending on how fast you drive, we could make it in time for a long—long nap.” Her saucy little wink eased the disappointment at having to get up. She sashayed to the bathroom, completely unabashed at her nudity. At the door, she glanced back. “Aren’t you coming?”

His brows rose as he removed the condom and tied it off.

“They seemed to be in a hurry. We could save time and water if we showered together.”

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