Page 20 of The Prince and the Double Shot (Runaway Prince Hotel #2)

ZANE

I walked up to Phil’s room. I stunk of coffee and my shirt was stained with creamer, but I needed to see him.

The last week had gone by in a blur of stolen kisses behind bushes and restless nights of sex and cuddles before we began our day all over again. We didn’t see each other every night. Phil had needed some time to deal with stuff back home, but those days felt longer than normal.

I knocked on his door. How long had it been? Over a month of getting to know him and falling for him felt fast. But right. Fate was a bitch, and I still didn’t know what it was that I should do. I knew I needed to tell him where I was from and who I was, but…

My family wasn’t really liked by most other wealthy families in Europe.

They saw us as warlike and cruel, even though we hadn’t been to war in well over three hundred years.

Monarchs, presidents, and prime ministers knew our country well enough to avoid it.

My family was treated like the mafia, and at times, the moniker fit.

But that was many years ago.

My country had fallen on hard times before I was born. Crops failed over and over again. The land turned sour, and the people struggled. Pride and greed gave way to something else – something far humbler than the people had ever known. Fear creates hard people. We were not known for our niceties.

If I told him, would he judge me for the crimes of bygone times, as people always had in the past?

I rarely left the country, but I had heard the stories from my parents.

How they struggled to trade and complete business deals was a topic of conversation.

I, unlike many other rich kids in Europe, was homeschooled.

I didn’t go to a fancy boarding school like Phil.

I had been kept home as they tried to figure out what was wrong with me – why I wasn’t like the rest of the family.

Our secrets had secrets.

“Hello. Who is it, please?”

“I’m here to service your cock.” I whispered loudly.

The door flew open, and he stood there with a stupid grin on his face.

“I was just thinking about you.” He pulled his bathrobe tighter around his waist. “I just got out of the shower.”

I took a step forward and pushed him gently out of the doorway and further into his room. “That sounds perfect.”

“I wasn’t planning on seeing you tonight since we made plans tomorrow.”

“I mean, I could come back tomorrow if that’s what you want.

” I shut the door behind me and pushed his robe aside.

His hardening cock told me all I needed to know.

I reached down and stroked it. “But I think the big prince has something else in mind. I’m glad to see what brain you actually think with,” I chuckled as I slowly stroked him.

“I… I have no plans.”

“Sadly, I do. I have a meeting with the palace guard. I heard he’s very rigid in his need for service.”

“He’s never failed his duty.”

“I bet.” I slid the robe off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

I carefully fell to my knees and licked up his hardening shaft. “He seems very happy to serve. I think he needs some validation.”

I licked around his large helmet and pulled his foreskin over it before sticking my tongue inside and gently nibbling on it. He moaned loudly.

“Shh… We don’t want to wake the queen.”

“Do not speak of my mother with my dick in your mouth.”

I laughed as I slid his head past my lips and sucked hard on it. I brushed my tongue roughly over his slit as my hand grasped his balls and pulled down on them. I held them tightly.

“Fuck… I…”

I’m very talented,” I mumbled with my mouth full of cock.

I popped his cock free. I stuck one of my other fingers in my mouth and spit on it before moving my other hand under his balls. I placed my finger against his hole, and I felt him open his legs wider. I slowly slid my finger around his pink ridge, teasing it.

“God, you taste so fucking good,” I licked my lips before sliding my mouth back down his length. I slowly took all six inches inside my mouth. His helmet hit the back of my throat, and I bobbed slowly on his pole, keeping my lips tight around it.

My finger gently pushed inside him, and I wiggled it.

He shuddered, and I buried my nose in his dark pubic hair.

God, he was so fucking hot. I loved the way he tasted – the way he squirmed and moaned – the way he gave himself over to me.

It drove me mad with desire. No wonder my mind was a fucking mess.

“Jesus…” He moaned. I pressed my finger a little deeper inside.

“Mmm…” I groaned around his shaft. I let go of his balls and grabbed the bottom of his shaft and stroked it as I sucked him.

I reveled in giving him pleasure and nipped at his foreskin as it slid above his helmet.

I plunged him back inside and lost myself in the taste of him – the pleasure I knew I was giving him egged me on.

Over and over, I stroked his shaft as my mouth met my fingers with every bob of my head on his cock. I wiggled my finger and rubbed his prostate. His body shuddered, and his balls tightened. He was close. I let go of his shaft and took it all in, once again burying my nose in his pubes.

After a few moments, He grabbed me by the back of the head.

“I’m… I’m about to…” he warned, and I tightened my lips as his salty seed splashed against the back of my throat. I swallowed all of it, roughly sucking on his head as every drop of his come dribbled out.

I slowly removed my finger, and he chuckled as I slid my mouth from his cock.

“What the fuck? That’s how a prince should be greeted every day.”

“Oh, I know your majesty,” I looked up at him and batted my lashes playfully. “I live to serve.”

He fell to his knees in front of me and kissed me passionately. His tongue pushed against mine as he tasted himself.

How could I ever walk away from this – from him? I couldn’t. I was smitten. I was fucked.

“Are you hungry? We could go have dinner,” he nipped at my bottom lip.

“I just had a protein shake. If I had known, I wouldn’t have eaten so much,” I chuckled. “Sure. Dinner sounds excellent as long as it's somewhere else. I really want to get out of here tonight and change clothes. The foamer and I had a major accident. I’m disgusting.”

“You’re perfect.”

“Far from it, but I’m a work in progress.”

“I could go to your house tonight. We can go back, and you can change clothes and then… Maybe a pizza?”

“Pizza sounds great.” I winked. I stood up and gave him my hand. I pulled him back to his feet.

“Let me just grab a change of clothes for tomorrow.”

“Are you going to the ball that Layla and Sheena are throwing for the hotel?”

“Yes, I suppose. My parents are even coming.”

“Will you be going back with them? I mean… We haven’t really talked about… You know.”

“I know.”

“I don’t know. If I don’t, I’ll have to leave soon after. My parents need me. My father is… I will have to start taking more responsibility as soon as I get back.”

“Yes. I’m sure. It’s a lot.”

“You have no idea. I suppose I don’t really either.

I guess I won’t until I become king. I know he’s always busy and stressed, but…

” He turned away and sighed. “My family tries to be good leaders. They care deeply about the people, but they’ve also kept the monarchy in the same place that it’s been for centuries.

It’s time for Gl… my country to move into the future, and that includes the monarchy.

I’ll have a lot of work.” He opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of shorts and a polo.

“I know. I just don’t want this to change. I don’t want you to leave, and that is… I’m not a fool, Phil. I know that you’re not staying here. I just want to enjoy what time we have for as long as we have.”

“And when I have to leave?” He clutched his clothes to his chest.

“We deal with the future when it happens.” I took a step towards him.

“It’s going to… It’s going to destroy me knowing that you’re here and I’m… somewhere else.”

He had no idea. I don’t think I would ever recover.

“We’re adults. It will suck, yes, but… It’s so worth it. Every moment with you makes me… I wish things were different.”

“I do too.”

“You better get dressed before we go,” I laughed. “I don’t think you want to go through the lobby in your birthday suit.”

“Well, I did say I wanted to bring the monarchy into the future.”

“So, the future is porn?”

“Think of the money we’d make. I could cancel taxes for the people. Maybe even fund an entirely new education system.” He slid his underwear and shorts on and started unfurling his shirt.

“The Princely Bottom, coming soon on OnlyFans.” I laughed.

“No. You’re the reason people would pay. It’s always the top.” He slid his shirt on. “Ready?”

“As much as I’ll ever be.”