Page 29 of Roughing the Princess

I could just make out his reflection in the glass. I could see the desire in his eyes. And it was in mine too.

“But I think you wish that they could,” he said. He slid his hand down the front of my torso, dipping it below the waistline of my thong.

I moaned and pressed my ass against him as soon as his finger brushed across my clit. This man definitely knew what he was doing.

“See,” he whispered into my ear. “I knew you were kinky as hell.” He slid one of his fingers inside of me. “You’re wet just thinking about being caught.”

I whimpered. Talon was right. This was so fucking hot. Performing in front of an audience gave me an adrenaline high. Combining that with sex? I couldn’t even think straight. And if Talon’s fingers felt this good, I couldn’t wait to feel his mouth on me. And his cock deep inside of me.

“You like an audience. It turns you on. And you also like being worshipped. Do you know what I like?” He brushed his thumb against my clit.

I whimpered again, pressing my ass back against his erection. God he felt big.

“How about you be a good girl and bend over so I can show you.” He pulled his fingers out of my wetness. I moaned in protest.

“Bend over, princess. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

I really wanted to see what he had planned next. I leaned forward.

“Put your fingers against the glass.”

I followed his instructions. And then I arched my back. I knew his eyes were probably glued to my ass now.

He cupped my right ass cheek in his big hand. And then he spanked me.

I gasped and shifted forward. He’d threatened to spank me via text before. I hadn’t been sure if he was serious. But I was glad he was. I loved the feeling of the burn of his palm.

“Do you have an idea how many times I wanted to spank you after you rolled your eyes at me?” He spanked me again.

This time I expected it. I arched my back more.

“Tova Saber, I had no idea you’d be such a tease.” He spanked me harder.

I moaned as he massaged the spot he’d just struck. I was sure my ass was red. And I was also sure he liked his handprint on my skin.

More of his teammates walked by in varying stages of undress.

If there was one thing I knew about Talon, it was that he got jealous easily. I’d joked about liking his brother. I’d joked about meaning to send that lingerie pic to someone else. I liked winding him up. He even looked jealous a few minutes ago when I was meeting his friends in the locker room.

Honestly, it was part of the reason why I’d stopped texting him and just showed up tonight. That and the fact that I was a little scared about being hurt again. But I believed what he’d said in his drunken voicemail. I believed in him. I was always going to end up coming to his game. Because I’d regretted not showing up for our date in New York City every single day since. But making him wait to know if I was coming tonight? I knew he’d be desperate for me. Because I was fucking desperate for him too. I loved our back and forth. And I didn’t ever want that to stop.

I pressed my ass against him again, feeling his erection pressing against my bare skin. “You’re so big,” I said.

“Damn right.”

“No, not you. I was talking about him.” I pointed out the window at one of his teammates who had just dropped his towel.

“I’m bigger,” Talon said very seriously.

I bit my lip so I wouldn’t laugh.So jealous.I loved winding him up. And I loved when he spanked me when I did it. “Are you? Maybe we should invite him in here so I can compare.”

Chapter 10 – Soaking Wet

Talon

Zayden had just walked by without his towel. And I knew damn well that he wasn’t bigger than me. Tova knew it too. She was just fucking with me. I loved that she was exactly the same in person as she was via text. A little shy. A lot bold. And such a fucking tease. “So you like watching my friends?” I asked.

She didn’t respond.

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