Page 15 of Roughing the Princess

I wanted to punch a wall.

I wanted to tell her to go to hell.

I wanted to throw my phone out the window.

Before I could decide what to do, my phone buzzed again.

“Got you, bitch!”

Wait. What?

“You’re so gullible, Talon.”

My heartrate finally started to slow down. What the fuck? That shit wasn’t funny. But then I laughed. “You’re shitting me, princess.”

“I wish I could have seen your face.”

I laughed again. “Really not funny.”

“Now you know how it feels. You pretending to hurt your knee wasn’t funny either.”

She really knew how to put me in my place. I wanted to make a joke about how much she cared about me. But I didn’t dare. She’d only just started texting me again. I also resisted telling her that I had been seconds away from texting her a picture of my hard cock. That seemed like it would send her running too. Even though she’d just sent me the hottest picture ever.

I scrolled back up to it.

Ah fuck this.

For a second I thought I’d lost my chance with her. She was rarely ever single. And honestly, I was rarely ever single. I had to shoot my shot here. Or else I’d regret it forever.

“Lesson learned, princess.”

She sent her signature eye-roll emoji.

I smiled. Yeah, I needed to take my shot. Because if this thing didn’t end with me bunching her skirt around her waist and spanking her, I wasn’t sure I’d keep living. I took a deep breath and then texted her again: “After your tour, are you heading home for a while?”

“I have many homes, Talon. Many more than you.”

She was such an asshole sometimes. And I fucking loved it. “Which home are you going to?”

“I’m heading to New York City for a few weeks.”

I pressed my lips together. The next thing I said would surely result in her not texting me again for hours. But I had that new picture of her to occupy me in the meantime. “I have a game in NYC in a few weeks. Want to meet up?”

I hit the send button and held my breath. I was surprised that the texting dots appeared a second later.

“Like a team party kind of thing?”

I frowned. Not what I had in mind. But…if that would make her more comfortable. “Yeah. After the game.”

“See you in New York, Talon.”

God I couldn’t wait to have those red lips wrapped around my cock.

Chapter 5 – First Date

Tova

Three Weeks Later - September

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