Page 107 of Bossy Wicked Prince

I pin her hip down as she bucks beneath me and tip my angle to go as deep as I can.

“Color?”

Cat lets out soft little cries, letting me know how much she loves this without the need for words, but I still need to hear her say it.

“I need to hear you, Kitten.”

“Pink. Fuck, I’m so wet. I can feel it everywhere.”

My grin widens.

“I fucking love it,” I whisper at her ear. “I won’t stop until I have you soaking into the mattress.”

She whimpers and our legs tangle together, her soft feet dragging along my calves, begging me for more. She lifts her face so our foreheads press together, and we gaze at each otheras I move. Our hotel windows might look out at one of the most beautiful cities in the world, but I’m looking at the only thing I want to see.

“Paris can keep its lights,” I whisper. “I want yours.”

Cat moans as I start to move faster, catching her lower lip with my teeth, a growl in my throat.

Her fingers push into my hair, gripping, anchoring every thrust.

“That’s it, Kitten, hold tight while I work you open.”

Her fingers twist into my hair and I groan against her open mouth, delving in with my tongue in an oxygen stealing kiss.

“Yes,” I murmur as her grip urges me faster, harder. “Take all of me.”

My mouth finds her jaw as she arches into every brutal, claiming thrust of my hips and I know she’s close. And fuck I am, too, but I want this to last. I’m nowhere near finished here.

My kitten welcomes every stroke with a roll of her hips that’s driving me to madness. I watch as her eyes get hazy and distant. Her lips part and her breath catches?—

Yes.

Yes.

I slip my hand between us, pressing my palm flat above her pelvis against her belly. “Feel that?”

She splutters for a response through incoherent sounds as I feel my own cock sliding against my palm in long, fluid strokes inside her. And I know right when her pleasure overwhelms her. Her inner walls squeeze tight, milking my cock as she screams.

As her walls flutter around me, gripping me impossibly tighter, I’m powerless to stop it. I come so hard I see fucking stars, every muscle in my body coiling as I fuck into her.

As we come down, I stay buried in her, breathing her in until her shivers soften and her breaths slowly begin to even out.

I brush a kiss into her hairline. “I love you, Caitlin Daniels.”

And I’m ready to do whatever I have to do to keep you.

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CAT

“Imiss Paris already.” I sigh, nibbling on a pain au chocolat.

Nate chuckles. “You bought that pastry in aboulangeriethis morning.”

“Exactly my point. Tomorrow, there will be noboulangeriesto buy breakfast at. I’ll be stuck eating cereal and yogurt.”

“Then we’ll just have to plan another trip.” He takes my hand and brushes his lips across the back of it.