Page 73 of Irresistibly Risky

“Never,” he promises me. “He’ll always be our number one priority. But this will work out.”

With that determination, he kisses me again. And enters me again. And by the time we fall asleep, snaked around each other, I can only hope this irresistibly risky move doesn’t lead us both to ruin.

20

I’m singing The Cure’s “Friday I’m in Love” even though it’s not Friday. Thankfully, it’s in my head, but I woke up before dawn—after very little sleep—and suddenly it’s like I’m Robert Smith minus the makeup and wild hair. Wynter is still asleep in my arms, and I’m terrified to move so much as a twitch of a muscle and wake her because what if that pops this magical bubble? I get it now.

The fairy tales.

I’m even man enough to admit it.

But I suppose my very male question is, what happens in those stories after the prince gives his woman the very prim and proper and frankly boring kiss? Does he whisk her off to his castle and fuck her like mad? Does he steal her away behind her awful stepparent’s estate and fuck her against the wall? How could he resist?

She’s finally his.

The prince or beast or thief, or whatever he is, had to have been thinking about her pussy nonstop. So it only makes sense that he’d slip down her sweet, naked body and move her hips so she’s fully supine, and then spread her thighs wide open. Right?

I mean, we are talking about the pussy of his dreams here.

“Asher?” My name is a question on the tail end of a moan when she feels what I’m doing.

“Were you expecting Prince Charming to be between your thighs?”

“I’ve always been partial to Flynn Ryder.”

I grin against her wet skin. “At your service. My niece Katy loves all things Disney, and we went on a princess-watching binge.”

Her hand slides beneath the covers, and she grips my hair in her fist. “But can a prince fuck me dirty like a villain can?”

Holy fuck. I’m legit in love. Like, no going back, this is it, she’s my forever, I’m eternally obsessed, in love. It doesn’t even hit me sideways or linger like a smile or a joke. It’s like, yeah, bro, we’ve known this shit since you first laid eyes on her, so it’s time you catch up.

“Oh, sweetheart. I’ve got the tongue and mind of a villain and the appearance and smile of a prince. I’m a freak in the sheets and a hot guy on the streets.”

She laughs, but I quickly cut that off when I shove my tongue straight into her wet cunt. Her back arches and her grip tightens, but I love doing this. I’m the first man, and I already know I will be the last to do this to her. To make her come with my lips, tongue, and teeth. Those fools. What kinds of men was she with before now? How could anyone look at her, touch her, kiss her, and not want to make her scream out their name over and over again?

“Fuck my face, baby. Show me exactly what your pussy needs.”

“You’re very good at this,” she hums in appreciation, wiggling her hips, seeking more contact.

I rip the blanket back so I can breathe better and so I can see her pretty face and tits. Her tits, man… they’re fucking sensational. I slip my fingers inside her and give her a few good pumps, my eyes glued to hers. “I’m good at everything I love doing. But fucking you all the ways I can until you come is my new favorite. It’s the challenge I can’t help but want to keep winning.”

“Always so competitive,” she moans as I flick her clit with my tongue while my fingers pump in and out of her. Only having one good hand sucks. Because I really want to reach up and squeeze her tits right now. Unfortunately, that’ll have to wait, but I’m not happy about it. Her head falls back, her eyes closing, as I increase my pace until her head snaps up and she pulls my hair to make me stop. “Wait. What time is it?”

I laugh, ringing her entrance with my finger. “You on the clock?”

“Yes. I have patients this morning starting at eight. And Mason.”

I suck her clit into my mouth before releasing it with a wet kiss. “It’s early. A little before six. When Mason wakes up, both of our phones will ping with a notification from the camera app’s motion detector. Now shut up and enjoy the perks of being my woman.”

I dive back into her pussy, making out with her clit as my fingers thrust back in.

Her thighs squeeze my head, and I know she’s being extra cautious with my shoulder, but she’s still pressing down on it, and fuck, it does not feel good.

“Roll over and put your ass in the air. I want to eat you from behind.”

Worry strikes her features as her legs immediately remove themselves from me. “I’m sorry—”

I shake my head, cutting her off as I sit up and lean in to give her a dirty kiss, making her taste herself on my tongue. “I’m fine. On your hands and knees.”

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