Page 56 of Fake Dating Mr. Prince

I was desperate for his kiss, his touch, his body.

My back hit the wall. His leg slid in between mine and nestled at the juncture of my thighs. Heat shot to my core. Even this trace amount of contact was driving me wild. I shifted my hips to grind against his leg, already impatient to feel his naked body surrounding me.

Dean’s cock dug into my stomach. Knowing I was the one to turn him on like this made me bold. I wrapped my hand around his hard length and slowly teased him, rubbing up and down through his pants.

His needy groan sent a shot of desire through me.

Dean shoved my dress up my thighs. His fingers grazed my skin, trailing up my legs and over my panties. I ground into the palm of his hand and shuddered as my core clenched.

Silently, I begged him to touch me further. My breath caught as he granted my unspoken request.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned. His fingers caressed my folds. Sliding his hand up and down coating his fingers with the wetness of my desire before he eased two fingers inside of me. I gasped at the pleasure that radiated through me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head when he inserted a third finger. I thought I would explode from the tingles spreading throughout my body.

My breath hitched as I moved my hips and rode his hand.

I let my head fall against the wall, my only thoughts on the sensations he was creating inside of me. The tension built in my body causing my movements to become frantic as my pulse drummed an erratic rhythm.

A deep moan escaped me as his fingers thrust faster.

The intensity of the sensations electrifying my body overloaded my senses. My eyes fluttered closed. He placed light kisses along my jaw and down the column of my neck. His other hand slid over my hip, kneading it a moment before skimming his fingers up my ribcage to cup my breast. His fingers massaged and squeezed before he pinched my nipple.

“Fuck,” I arched my back, encouraging his kisses to go further. “I want your mouth on me.”

“Your responsiveness is driving me crazy.” His whispered words tickled my skin as he pushed my bra to the side, and his lips found my nipple. The first suck spread liquid heat straight to my core. As his lips and teeth tugged and nipped at the taut nipple, my legs started to buckle.

His arm wrapped around my waist to hold me up. “We can move this to the bedroom, but I want to feel you come all over my hand first.”

“I’m so close.” I panted, chasing my climax.

Then his thumb circled around my clit. A tremor moved through me, my insides clenched.

“Oh, yes, faster. I’m almost there,” I wailed.

His fingers pumped faster in and out of my body, heeding my request. Then he stopped the light lazy circles around my clit and pushed down on it, capturing it with his thumb.

“Oh, God!” I screamed. My body jerked and shook as I came, hard.

His mouth left my breast, and he trailed kisses up the side of my face to my temple as I tried to steady my breathing. My head fell forward to rest against his chest, my neck unable to hold it up any longer.

I could seriously die happy right now, and we hadn’t even gotten to the main event.

“I don’t think I can move,” I groaned.

The rumble of his laughter washed over me. “How about I give you an incentive?”

“Again? I think it might be your turn.” I finally gathered the strength to look up at him and smile. I’m sure at this point, my eyes had already glazed over in satisfaction.

He captured my mouth, his lips demanding as he ran his hands over my waist and down my backside until both of his hands cupped my ass. I shifted closer to him so I could grind against him. It didn’t matter that I’d already come, my body was begging for more. With each stroke of his tongue, his onslaught to my senses grew to a crescendo as he edged me further down the hall.

“Last door on the left,” his husky voice whispered against my ear before resuming its assault of my mouth.

“Mm-hmm,” I hummed.

Heat flowed through my veins once more as I wrapped my arms around him. The nipple he’d played with earlier, still not placed back in my bra, rubbed against his shirt. I clung to him shifting my body to increase the friction against my taut peak. With every brush, my nipple hardened more, and an electric current zinged straight down to my core. It drove me crazy. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as we banged into the wall a few times, making our way down the hall.

Finally in his bedroom, I jerked my dress over my head.

He smiled at me as he rubbed his hard cock. “Well, I was going to ask again if you wanted this, but now I’m pretty sure you do.”