Page 28 of Prince of Envy

“Sass me again and I’ll dwell between your legs for the rest of the day with no mercy.” Her cheeks flushed, but she pulled the ridiculous tool from her pocket. “Always holding on to everything I need.” I nuzzled her neck and took a deep lungful of the perfume on her heated skin. My cock hardened against her center, and her hips rolled.

“You’re trying to distract me.”

I met her hooded gaze. “Do you want me to? Because I’m starved for a taste.”

She shivered. I pulled at the top of her sundress and licked up her collarbone to the succulent flesh at the crook of her neck.

Her phone rang, and she held it up to her ear with wide eyes. “Hello?” she answered. “Yes.”

I watched her facial expressions carefully. Her brows furrowed and her lips pursed as the person on the other line spoke. My grip on her tightened, but she was as still as death, hanging on every word.

Finally, her face lit up. “I accept. Yes. I will see you at orientation. Thank you.” She tapped the screen and threw her hands up in the air. “I GOT IT!”

Pure pride filled my whole body. “You got it!”

She cupped my face for a long, deep kiss. I took a step into our bedroom, avoiding the small tower of boxes by the door.

Unpacking and building bookshelves would have to wait.

Her hands pulled at my shirt but moved to the buttons on my jeans when I dropped her on the undone bed. I had her this morning, but it was never enough.

I pulled my shirt over my head, and her eyes met mine as she pushed my pants and boxers to the ground. Her hand wrapped around my cock, and she flicked her tongue over the tip.

I groaned for more.

She pumped me agonizingly slowly as her lips puckered over my tip while she sucked. “Why are you torturing me? Let me celebrate you.”

Her cheeks hollowed and then her lips gave a loud pop when she released me. “This isn’t torture.” She smiled wickedly. “I know exactly how to do that.”

“Any moment I’m forced to not be buried inside of you is torture,” I retorted.

She lay back on the bed and pulled the hem of her dress up to her bare pussy. My mouth watered as I dropped to my knees. She rested her foot on my shoulder, stopping me from coming any closer as her finger worked her clit for me to watch.

Her pleasure belonged to me. A wave of lust and jealousy washed over me while two of her fingers dipped between her glistening lips. That sweet arousal should only cover my tongue.

“Mmm,” she moaned, the pads of her fingers circling what was mine. “Feels so good.”

Her back arched and her other hand came down with a small vibrating toy we’d used this morning. The low buzz quickened her breath as she massaged it over her clit.

“Oh fuck yes,” she breathed.

I groaned and fisted my cock.

“I’m going to come.” Her body tensed which broke the tether of my restraint.

My hands gripped her thighs, pulling her down to my mouth in one quick motion.

“The fuck you are.” My gruff voice was muffled by her wet pussy. “Not unless I’m the one to savor it.”

Pushing her hands away, I domed my mouth over her clit, plunging two fingers into her. Her walls pulsed around me as I sucked, licked, and devoured her. She screamed my name as the orgasm overtook her.

I crawled up between her legs, taking in the look on her face when I eased the tip of my cock inside. Her body was still coming down from the high. Her euphoria and the power she knew she held over me gave her an irresistible glow.

My cock slammed into her wet heat, and I took her mouth with mine, letting her taste herself on my lips. With another hard thrust, she wrapped her arms around my neck to keep me close.

“Harder,” she demanded.

I did. Her hips circled, searching for the friction she needed to come again.

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