“Come in.”
I opened the door slowly. The sight inside was almost more than I could take. Ava was there, her gown off and draped over the desk. She was dressed in a set of lilac-colored lingerie and posed on the bed, her legs crossed as she propped herself up on her arms.
“Hey,” she said, the smile on her face letting me know that she was enjoying my reaction.
“Hey.”
“You going to stand there all day and stare? Or are you going to shut that door and get your sexy ass over here?”
“When you look that good, there’s nothing a man can do but stare.”
Ava sat up, slipping her fingers underneath the straps of her bra and moving them down over her bare, slender shoulders, her eyes on mine as she exposed more and more of her breasts until her perfect, pink nipples were on full display.
“Still feel like standing over there?” Her tone was challenging, as if she were daring me to come take her.
“Might’ve just had a change of heart.”
I shut the door and strode over to the bed, taking off my black jacket and tie, working the buttons of my shirt and slipping it off right as I reached her. After stepping out of my shoes and socks, I moved onto the bed next to Ava, scooping her into my arms with such ferocity that a gasp pulled into her lungs. I moved her underneath me, my cock pressing against her bare belly.
“Now, is that any way to handle a princess?”
I grinned. “It seems that you’ve forgotten the rules of our bedroom activities.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Mmm-hmm. Out there, you might be a princess. But in here? I’m your king.”
A sensual smile formed on her lips. “Quite an unconventional royal arrangement.”
“It is. But let me show you how good I can be.”
“Please do.”
We kissed hard, my hand falling onto the soft warmth of her hip, her tongue moving past my lips, her intoxicating taste washing over me. Her nearness, her touch, her taste—it all blended together like the most delicious ambrosia for the senses. I could hardly keep myself in check.
There was something else to her kiss, a confidence that hadn’t been there before. That first time we’d made love, when I’d taken her virginity, the uncertainty in the way she’d carried herself had been palpable.
This was different. Ava kissed me back in the way she wanted, putting her hands on my body and taking in the sensation of my muscles. When she’d had her fill, she quickly opened my button and zipper, pulling down my tuxedo slacks and taking hold of my stiff cock. She stroked me, the pleasure like hot waves rolling through my body. Then, with a sly smile on her face, she moved down, kissing me along the lines of my abs, soon reaching my cock.
She didn’t need guidance this time. Ava placed her lips at my base, licking and sucking me, her hand expertly gliding along my length.
I watched as she slowly, teasingly, traveled up the length of my cock with her lips. When she was at the tip, she gave my head a few well-placed licks before taking me into her mouth.
“God.” I moaned the word as she pleasured me, her warmth and her wetness and her tongue working together to bring me to new heights. “You’re so damn good at that.”
“You taught me well,” she said, taking her mouth from my cock for long enough to speak.
The sight was heavenly. As much as I wanted more from her, I couldn’t help but simply enjoy the sight of Ava’s mouth going up and down my cock, my balls cupped in her hand as she sucked in earnest.
Finally unable to wait any longer, I scooped her up, my cock falling out of her mouth as I laid her down on the bed.
“Now, Princess,” I said. “It’s my turn to makeyoufeel good.”
Chapter 41
Ava
The sight of Luc looming over me in bed, his shoulders broad and his body sculpted, a few strands of his silver hair hanging loose, was one I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of. He leaned down to kiss me hard, his hand traveling between my thighs.