Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“We can’t have that, now can we?” He dips two fingers into the side of my panties, pulling them to the side. I hear him suck in a deep breath. If I wasn’t so turned on, I’d die right now.
The first swipe of his tongue has my hips coming off the bed. He reaches up, his forearm coming down over my hips, pinning me to the bed so that he has control. Then he buries his face between my legs and goes to town like a starved man.
The first orgasm hits me out of nowhere. I cry out his name as pleasure roars through my body. I’m almost embarrassed at how fast I went off. Not that it matters. He keeps going. He keeps me pinned to the bed as his tongue licks and sucks at my clit.
“Sterling.” I reach down and grip his hair with my fingers. “It’s happening again.” He growls his response before he sucks my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking back and forth. I cry out his name again as pleasure courses through every inch of me. My body melts into the bed. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to move again.
I fight my eyes not to close, but it’s all been too much. “Sleep,” I hear Sterling say before he pulls me into his arms and holds me close.
CHAPTER 11
STERLING
I can’t keep my eyes off the princess. Everything she does is turning me on. When she puts a strawberry between her lips, I think of how that could be my dick. When she shifts in her chair, I remember holding her hips tight as she squirmed under my tongue. When she leans forward to pass Birdie the milk, her silk shirt gapes, and I can see the shadow of cleavage.
A sharp, hard blow strikes the back of my head. I nearly bash my forehead onto the table.
“What the hell, Cane?” I shout, rubbing the sore spot and glaring at my cousin.
“My hand slipped,” he says with an easy smile, but his eyes are hard. I guess my staring was too obvious.
Princess gives me a worried glance, but I manage to fire off a wink in her direction when Blake’s looking the other way. She pulls her shirt up and doesn’t hardly move for the rest of breakfast. After the meal, Birdie and Cam take her away, leaving me with Cane.
The minute the women are out of earshot, he lays into me. “Boy, I thought we raised you better.”
I flip a toothpick around my mouth, trying to figure out how to answer him. I can’t say that Princess doesn’t mind me staring at her chest because I’m sure she’s supposed to be off limits. I opt to fall on my sword and let him yell at me.
“She’s real pretty, and I messed up.”
He keeps staring. He probably wants me to say that I won’t do it again, but that’d be a lie. I’ll be looking every chance I get, hopefully with the lights on and her clothes off. I want to know her boobs so well I could draw them in the dark.
“You know she’s not for you, right?”
That gets my back up. “What in the hell do you mean by that?”
This time it’s Cane that shifts before returning his dark gaze to meet mine. In serious tones, he says, “I’m not saying we Justices aren’t as good as anyone, including royalty, but not everyone thinks that way. I don’t want you falling for someone you can’t have. That life is just a miserable one.”
I swallow back a sharp retort as his words hit home. Cane’s been pining over the same girl ever since they were in high school together. Hell, maybe even before that. But it’s all fucked up because she confessed while he believed in the curse and told her that loving him was the worst mistake of her life. He came around quick but then her daddy got injured. Whatever happened wasn’t Cane’s fault, but Astor’s daddy holds a mean grudge and has basically said he’d disown Astor if she kept company with Cane.
This ban hasn’t had any effect on Cane’s feelings. He’s as devoted to her today as ever or so the gossip says. From what I’ve seen, it’s true. He doesn’t date anyone else, and the minute that Astor calls for help, he’s in his Ford barreling down the gravel.
“I hear what you’re saying, but I’m not falling for anyone. We’re just having a little fun.”
He shakes his head, my explanation not pacifying him. “She’s not someone you can have fun with. She’s someone you marry, and even if you wanted to, it wouldn’t happen.”
“Why not?”
“Because her family has plans for her that involve other people with titles in their names and plaques on their doors and seals and shit like that. Her family doesn’t need the money that the Justices have, and we don’t have the titles that they want. Best that you walk the other way when she comes close.”