Page 28 of Roughing the Princess

And then she did some kind of humming thing on my dick. The sensation almost made me cum on the spot. I buried my fingers in her hair. Her mouth was a fucking miracle.I should have known.

I reached down and squeezed her tits.

She immediately pulled back and threw a yellow flag.

Where the hell had she gotten a flag? She’d had too much fun perusing those shelves…

“Penalty!” she said. “Fifteen yards for roughing the princess.”

I laughed. “I thought you hated when I called you that?”

She unhooked her yellow bra and threw it at me like it was another penalty flag. “That’s another five for talking back.”

I swallowed hard. “That’s definitely not a penalty.” God, her tits were perfect.

“Are you talking back again?”

“If that’s what I have to do to get you to throw your panties at me, then yes.”

She pretended to look shocked. “What kind of girl do you think I am?”

Exactly the kind of girl I’ve been dreaming of.I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. I liked her little striptease. Ireallyfucking liked that humming thing she did. But there was something I’d been dying to do to her. Every time she sent me one of the eye-roll emojis.

The window behind Tova suddenly lit up. Someone must have turned the lights on in the hallway. And suddenly the empty hallway wasn’t so empty anymore. I smiled. This was why I’d brought Tova in here in the first place. Because I had a feeling she liked an audience. “Turn around, princess. It’s my turn.”

She didn’t move. “Your turn for what exactly? A sexy striptease? Do you want to borrow my whistle?” She made a show of reaching between her breasts for it.

I’d be spending plenty of time between her tits later. “Turn around. Now.”

She bit her lip and finally turned around. And then she gasped and threw her arms across her chest when she saw my teammates walking past the window. “Talon!” she yelled.

“We both know you like an audience, dirty girl.”

Chapter 9 – Bend Over, Princess

Tova

I loved having an audience when I was performing, but I wasn’t performing right now! Why would Talon think I wanted his teammates to see us fucking?!

I tried to spin around, but he caged me in against the window.

I’d dressed up like this because I wanted Talon to know that I didn’t just text him filthy things. This was the real me. I’d wanted to give him a showafterdinner. But as soon as he kissed me, I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. The weeks of teasing had made me lose my mind. And apparently it had made him lose his mind too. Because what the actual fuck was this?! I was kinky, but I wasn’t this freaking kinky.

“They can’t see you,” he whispered in my ear. “It’s a mirror on their side.”

“They can definitely see us!”

Mav Perrigan walked by, looked in the mirror, winked at himself and gave himself finger guns. At least, I hoped he’d done that to himself. Because that was a weird reaction to seeing me topless. I kept my arm over my breasts anyway though. My heart was beating like crazy. Could they really not see us?

“He’s just checking himself out. See?”

Another one of Talon’s teammates walked by whistling. And he must have caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, because he tore off his towel and flexed a little before continuing on to the showers. I gasped. I hadn’t expected that. Yeah, those guys definitely couldn’t see us. But we could see them. And Talon was right. I had no idea why, but it was kind of hot.

“I have you figured out now,” he whispered in my ear as his fingers trailed up the sides of my torso.

“Talon.” My voice caught weird in my throat when another player walked past the window.

“They can’t see you.” He grabbed my arm that was covering my breasts and lowered it to the side.

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