Page 63 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

“I—” A frown furrowed my forehead, and then I decided, fuck it. I was lying in his bed, naked—it wasn’t like I could hide much from him. “Yeah, I guess I did. Not consciously, like praying before bed or anything.”

“No?” A cheeky grin tugged at the corner of his lips. “So you weren’t down on your knees thinking of me?”

I swatted one of his delectable ass cheeks, then leaned up to gently nip at his chin.

“Smartass,” I muttered, before I lay back on the mattress and ran my fingers up his spine. “What I meant was, I always hoped I’d meet someone that was asfreewith his sexuality as I was. That was as open to trying new things, and who wasn’t afraid to be himself around me. I like holding hands, touching, kissing the person I’m with, and… I don’t know, I guess I’ve been looking for that ease of self in someone, that level of comfort, and I found it with you.”

Donovan went so quiet you could’ve heard a pin drop, and I started to worry that I’d said too much.If I’d ruined our time together by blabbing my feelings too soon, I just might take the elevator to the top floor and hurl myself off the roof.

“Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable by putting all my feelings—”

Donovan put a finger to my lips. “Shh…” I bit down on the inside of my cheek as he stroked my hair. “I wished for you too.”

Aw hell.Those words made my stomach flip and my heart pound. I was in so damn deep, and the crazy part was that I hadn’t even realized I’d been falling. I was just here, in it with him, and as crazy fast as it had all happened, it just felt…right.

My lips crooked to the side, as I memorized every feature of his face. “You did, huh?”

“Yeah. One of my friends, he just started dating—”

“West?” I remembered the protective arm Donovan’s friend had kept around his boyfriend all night.

“Mhmm. He started dating JT, and I’ve been a little envious about the whole thing.” He rested his cheek against my chest and a hand over the top of my heart. “I wasn’t looking for a relationship, but I was wishing for one. Then I walked onto a porn shoot and found the man of my dreams.”

A bark of laughter rumbled up out of me, and Donovan raised his head.

“I know that sounds like I’m making fun, but you’ve seen what I’m into, and you can’t tell me you aren’t the man for me.”

“I can’t?”

“No.” Donovan pressed a kiss to my chest and grinned. “Us meeting? That’s fate at work. Biggest bottom meets biggest cock? If that doesn’t lead to a happy ending, I don’t know what will.”

I tightened my grip around Donovan’s waist and rolled him to his back, then pressed a hard kiss to his lips, demanding entry.

Donovan groaned, parting his mouth, as his hands moved to my bare ass and the sheets slipped off us. He wound his legs around mine and arched up into me as we tangled tongues.He was so warm and pliant, so responsive to every touch, and when my cock hardened and threatened to take over all common sense, I raised my head and said, “So what now?”

Donovan smiled at me, and just as he was about to respond, my stomach growled.

He chuckled. “Breakfast?”

That hadn’t been what I meant, but apparently my stomach was now ruling the conversation. That was a miracle, since Donovan was naked and within touching distance.

“That sounds like a good idea.” I shifted off him, and when he climbed out of bed, I couldn’t help but take a moment to just lie there and look at him.

“You coming?”

“Give me five minutes and you standing there like that and I might be.” Yep, my cock was back to ruling the brain.

“I thought you were hungry.”

I ran my eyes down over Donovan’s leanly muscled chest, his sharp, cut abs, to his semi-erect dick, and growled. “Oh I’m hungry, all right.”

Donovan picked up the closest pillow and threw it at me.

“Get up.” I opened my mouth, but he wagged a finger at me. “Don’t even think about mentioning that monster between your legs. Iseethat he’s awake. But you’re taking pity on my poor behind, remember? Since I have no common sense when it comes to you.”

I let out a sigh and flopped back on the bed. “You’re right.”

“Of course I am.” Donovan headed toward his closet. “Oh, and Kelly?”

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