Page 90 of Reckless Princess (Knight's Ridge Empire 8)

TOBY

“You’re making it really hard to leave, Demon,” I growl as she tightens her leg that’s thrown over my hip.

“Did you ever think that maybe that was my intention?”

“I offered to stay home,” I remind her, rolling on top of her and nuzzling her neck.

“I know,” she breathes, “but you need to go to school.”

She presses her hands against my chest in a poor attempt to force me up.

“I’m sure you could teach me a few things, Demon.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that. You’re the one with all the freaky shit.”

“You love my freaky shit.”

She shrugs, a downright filthy smile playing on her lips.

“Go to school, Tobias. I can’t miss you while you’re still here.”

“You promise you’ll be here when I get back?” I ask, brushing my nose against hers and almost stealing a kiss.

“Promise. If you’re a good boy, I might even be right here, as naked as I am now.”

“Fuck, Jodie. I’m going to be hard all fucking day now,” I confess, rubbing the head of my solid cock through her folds, coating her in my cum that’s spilling out from only a few moments ago.

“I think…” I start but pause when I circle her clit and her wanton moan rips through the air. “I need to fuck all this back inside you before I leave.”

“Toby,” she cries when I thrust forward, letting her velvet walls surround me once more.

Safe to say, but by the time I’m pulling my blazer on and hooking my tie around my neck, I’m thoroughly late.

“If I don’t get the grades I need from here on out, I’m blaming you,” I tell her as she follows me wearing nothing but one of my shirts.

“Then I guess I need to work on my motivational skills.”

“Oh yeah? And what might they look like, Demon?” I ask, spinning back around to her once I’m at the door.

She thinks for a minute. “Blowjob for every A.”

“That does sound appealing, but I think you can probably do better than that.”

“Hmm… I’ll think something up when I’m rolling around your bed today while you’re sitting in class.”

She steps up to me and cups my junk through my trousers.

“You’re bad,” I growl, wrapping my hand around her throat and holding her captive.

“You’re worse,” she teases.

“Okay, I really need to go. You’ve got everything you need, right?”

“Sure do,” she agrees.

“And you remember how to use the biometric scanner to get in and out?”

“Yes, Mum,” she drawls. “I’ve got it covered. Now go, before you’re even later and end up failing. Forever is a long time without coming down my throat, Tobias.”