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“P-prince...oh God...” The force of his thrusts and the vulnerable position of her body left her helpless, and all she could do was hang on to the edges of the desk as the prince continued to fuck her like he wanted the feel of his possession imprinted on every part of her.
The phone suddenly started to ring, but the prince paid it no heed, and neither could she. His cock was making her see stars again, the kind that made her feel like floating all the while twisting her stomach into achingly beautiful knots—-
The call went to the answering machine, and both of them heard a familiar voice say, “Hi, Reid. It’s me, Lilac.”
Oh God!
She hurriedly reached for the phone, thinking it was better to end the call, but in her haste she accidentally hit theanswerbutton instead, and the prince’s eyes widened.
“Reid? Can you hear me?”
Without pausing in his thrusts, the prince answered, “Go on.”
Oh God.
Releasing the desk, she quickly covered her mouth, hoping to keep her cries to herself.
Seeing it, the prince smirked, and her eyes widened in alarm.
No, he couldn’t possibly want Lilac to know—-
“And so we’re thinking we should move the event to...”
The prince suddenly withdrew, but before she could start feeling empty, the prince grasped her by the waist and flipped her over. As soon as her breasts flattened against the desk, the prince thrust his cock back into her behind, and in this position he was able to go all the way in until his cock brushed the tip of her womb.
Her eyes rolling back at the sheer pleasure of it, Fawn managed to grasp the edge of the desk just as the prince furiously began pumping his hips against her, his cock pistoning into her—-
Lilac was still speaking, explaining about the changes of the event they were co-hosting with the student council.
Fawn bit her lip hard, desperate to keep silent even as the pace of the prince’s thrusts became rough and savage, brutal to the point that pain and pleasure merged.
The prince began slapping her ass as he thrust into her, and the sound rang loudly in the study, making Fawn frantically shake her head as she looked at him over her shoulder.
Over the phone, Lilac’s voice broke off all of a sudden, and a second after there was faint mumbling in the background, with Lilac seemingly covering the mouthpiece of her phone while she spoke with someone else.
Fawn tried shoving the prince away, desperate not to make more noise, but instead the prince’s hands tightened over her butt, squeezing both cheeks hard before plunging into her hard. Harder. Over and over—-
And finally, his fingers reached around her, pinching her clit—-
Her orgasm shuddered out of her, and Fawn screamed—-
Over the phone, she faintly heard Lilac let out a tiny squeak of shock, followed by the sound of a man’s deep, knowing chuckle.
Oh my God, Nick and Lilac knew – they had to know what she and the prince were doing!
But it was too late.
She could no longer get away from the prince, not when she was still trembling at the waves of pleasure assaulting her body, and certainly not when the prince had also started to come, growling his release as he shot cum into her body, filling her to the brim until cum started to streak down her legs.
When it was over, she whispered faintly, “Lilac?”
Over the phone, they heard Lilac stammer incoherently before her fiancé stepped in, his smirk evident in his Greek-accented voice when he said, “We are definitely still here.”
Holy sweet Jesus!
As her hands flew to cover her face, Fawn heard the prince drawl, “We’ll call you back tomorrow. We’re busy right now.”
Nick Christakos chuckled. “Yes, you probably are. Tomorrow then.” As the call clicked to an end, the prince reached behind him to pull his shirt over his head, and Fawn temporarily forgot her embarrassment as she was treated to the exquisite sight of the prince’s hard chest—-