Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“You have such a beautiful voice,” I say.
“Thank you,” she giggles. “Although you wouldn’t know it from that last high-C.”
I chuckle.
“Maybe not, but you really are amazing, sweetheart. You speak French, you have the voice of an angel, and you have a heart made out of gold. I don't know what I did to deserve you,” I say.
“Eric, stop it,” my sweet woman smiles, rolling her eyes.
“No, I mean it. You’re heaven sent,” I say, turning her cheeks a rosy red. “Before I met you, Kitty, I thought I was a total wastrel who deserved the worst in life. But now with you … I don’t know, things are just different.”
“I feel the same exact way,” she says as her eyes twinkle in the evening dusk.
We make it back to Chromia in no time, and I shoot her a glance.
“What street should I take to get to your house?” I ask.
Kitty flushes a bit.
“I live on Gretel Street,” she says. “But maybe you shouldn't take me home.”
I shoot her a sideways look. “Why not?” I ask.
She pauses for a moment, chewing her lip. “No one in my neighborhood drives a car like this, Eric. You'll stick out like a sore thumb if you appear in my neighborhood,” she says. She's right.
“How about we go back to the palace then?” I ask. “It’s still early, and your parents aren’t expecting you for a while.”
“That's probably best,” Kitty agrees. “I just need to be home at a respectable hour, and we’re good.” With that, I make a U-turn and head back in the direction of the castle. I cut through the back roads, avoiding all traffic lights, and the ride is quick.
“Come up for a little bit?” I ask as we near the gates.
She smiles saucily at me.
“I guess I could come up for a little bit,” she murmurs.
With that, Kitty ducks down as I wave at the guard at the gate to let me in. Immediately, the gates open, and I speed down the driveway. Once we're out of the guard’s sight, she sits back up and it’s adorable. Her hair is mussed, and her cheeks pink, but no matter. I pull into the garage and turn the car off.
“Wait here,” I say. She nods, and I get out of the car to make sure the coast is clear. Sure enough, no one is around, so I walk back to the car and open the door for Kitty. “Okay, let’s go.”
She gets out of the car, and we race through the palace corridors to the elevator, laughing the whole way. This is the first time I've ever felt free in these enclosed walls and my heart expands with happiness. My whole life, I’ve always felt like this place was a prison, but with Kitty, it feels like a playground.
The elevator doors open, and we dash into it before anyone can see us. I pull her close and kiss the sweet girl passionately as we ride to the top floor. Our lips are still locked as the doors open wide, and then I take her hand in mine as we rush to my suite. I unlock the door and pull her inside, letting it slam behind us.
“We made it,” Kitty giggles as she takes a seat on the couch. I grab a bottle of wine out of the cabinet and pop the cork as I pour two glasses.
“Let’s make a toast,” I say as I hand her a glass.
“Sure,” she pipes merrily. “To what?”
“To us,” I say.
“To us!” she says, smiling with agreement. We tap our glasses together and then take a sip. She moves in close to me and gives me a soft kiss that makes my cock jerk. Fuck, this woman always does it for me, and within seconds, I’m desperate.
I place my wine glass on the coffee table and take hold of Kitty’s face with both of my hands. Electricity courses through my veins as I kiss her fervently. Our lip lock makes her tremble, so I catch her in my arms, and our bodies press against one another, awakening the sleeping giant in my pants. She nibbles on my neck, sending chills down my spine.
“I need you so badly right now, Kitty,” I whisper in her ear.
“I want to feel you inside of me,” she whispers back. Her voice makes my cock leak, and to my delight, she caresses it.
“Yeah? That’s what you want?” I ask, ready to bend her over and thrust my shaft inside of her.
“Yes, baby, I want it rough this time,” she says as she pulls me into the bedroom. I shut the door and toss her frame onto the mattress. I’m going to give her exactly what she wants.
I pull her skirt off and throw the scrap of fabric onto the floor. Then I crawl between her legs and take her panties off with my teeth. I smell the lacy material, deeply inhaling the scent of her cunt, which is fragrant, musky, and sensual all at once. Then, I take her shirt off and unhook her bra, exposing those generous tits. Staring at her naked body, I admire every ivory curve.