Page 128 of Wicked Princess (Knight's Ridge Empire 2)

“Pfft.” I wave him off.

“You want a coffee?”

“Almost as much as I want you.”

“See, you’re the fucking devil, baby.” He brushes his lips against mine once more before growling, “Don’t fucking move. I want you in my bed when I get back.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I tell him, stealing another kiss before he slips from the bed.

He stretches the second he’s on his feet, allowing me to drown in the vision that is his almost naked body.

“Hmm… you sure you only wanted a morning kiss?” I murmur, my eyes glued to his morning wood.

He studies me as he reaches down and rearranges himself, ensuring he flashes me in the process.

“We’ve got the house to ourselves all day. There’s plenty of time. I owe you words before orgasms.”

I really want to argue, because the latter sounds like so much more fun, but he’s right.

The second he slips from the room, his hard-on still more than obvious, I jump up from the bed and rush to the bathroom in the hope of freshening up before he gets back.

I wasn’t sure if I should or not last night, but I unpacked a few of my essentials.

I pee and brush my teeth, but I’m still brushing my hair when his deep voice fills the air around me.

“Hellion?” he booms. “What did I tell you?”

I slip around the door with a shy smile on my lips. The second he sees me, any tension my vanishing act caused vanishes.

“Fuck, I might never let you wear your own clothes again.”

Walking up to him, I take the mugs from his hands and place them on the nightstand before running my hands up his chest and linking my fingers behind his neck.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m not running. Not anymore.”

He nods, but I still see uncertainty in his eyes.

“I want this too, Seb. I want to see where this can go.”

He leans forward, brushing his lips along my jaw.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“Nope,” I agree happily. “I’m much too good for you, but I’m happy to slum it. For now, anyway.”

“Slum it? Baby,” he says, pulling back, his burning hand collaring my throat possessively. “There’s no slumming it with the Cirillo Family.” Something flickers in his eyes as he says the words, reminding me that we’ve still got a lot of serious things to discuss before we can really embark on whatever this is.

“Get back in bed. I’m not nearly done with seeing you in it yet.”

I follow orders and slip back into the warmth we left behind.

He quickly follows, pulling me right up against him as if he can’t deal with not touching me at all times.

Looking up into his eyes, I bite down on my bottom lip as I wonder if we’ve both lost our goddamn minds being here, doing this, after everything that’s happened in the past few weeks.

“Theo moved out here when we finished school for the summer, but I was pretty much living at his house anyway. Being out here just gave us more privacy.”

I nod at him, not wanting to interrupt seeing as he’s decided his confessions are happening right now.