Ravished by The Prince – The Forbidden Fun Read Online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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“Sometimes, a man just needs a little motivation,” she coos prettily. Oh shit, we’re back to that again?

Meanwhile, Kitty’s staring right at us with a frown. She knows something is up. I draw my hand back, but it’s too late – my sweet girl saw the whole thing before turning away quickly to dust.

I want to run over to her and tell her this hussy means nothing to me, but I can’t do that without drawing attention to us. My heart sinks into the pit of my stomach as I wonder what must be going through her brain. Yet despite what it looks like, I’ve changed my playboy ways; I haven’t been with another woman since we started seeing each other and this fucking lunch was set up by my dad.

Meanwhile, Jane drops her fork onto the floor with a clatter.

“Goddamnit,” she huffs. “Maid!” she shouts rudely as she motions toward Kitty.

Kitty slowly approaches my impolite guest. “Yes?” she replies softly, with her hands folded in front of her.

“Come pick up this fork and fetch me a clean one,” the imperious noblewoman orders with a sniff. How dare she speak to the woman I love that way? But Kitty doesn’t hesitate. My sweet girl bends to pick it up, but I can’t take it anymore. I don’t want her demeaned, so I get up and pick up the fork myself.

“Here, I’ll get it,” I say as we both reach down for the utensil at the same time. But Kitty snatches it first.

“It’s okay. I’ve got it, Your Highness,” she responds as she looks into my eyes. Then, she quickly turns away and heads into the kitchen for a clean one.

“You have to be firm with the help,” Jane muses as Kitty disappears. “Otherwise, they get lazy, you know? They’ll run over you, given a chance.”

Her words are so nasty and bitchy that I want to call an end to the lunch right now. But then, Kitty returns from the kitchen with a clean fork and hands it to the woman across from me.

“Thank you, maid,” Jane sniffs, igniting a fire in me as Kitty slips away again.

“You know, she has a name,” I say firmly.

“Who?” Jane asks, oblivious to my anger.

“The woman you keep referring to as maid,” I say.

“Well, I’m sure she has a name,” Jane laughs obnoxiously. “But she is a maid.”

“She’s a person,” I maintain, trying my hardest to keep my composure.

“Wow, I had no idea you were so close to your staff,” Jane remarks condescendingly. “Seriously, lighten up, okay? I call my cook “Cook” because that’s what he is. No offense taken by anyone.”

“I’m not offended,” I say in a tight voice. “I’m just saying that that’s not how we do things at this palace.”

Jane rolls her eyes, but then reaches forward to rest a hand on my thigh. I look down at the red talons and resist the urge to slap them away.

“Well, I know exactly how to solve this dispute,” she murmurs as she caresses my leg. “I’m a little full from lunch. Maybe I could go lie down in your private chambers, Eric?” She squeezes my thigh again and then trails her hand up until she’s practically got my balls in one palm. Then she squeezes that too, and I jolt away with disgust.

This woman has got to be fucking kidding me. I haven’t shown her the slightest bit of interest the entire time we’ve been at this table, and yet she’s fondling my balls? In public? What the hell makes her think I want to sleep with her anyways?

“I don’t know if I gave you the wrong impression, but I’m not looking to date anyone right now,” I say in a frozen tone.

“Who said anything about dating?” Jane counters with a sly smile. “That’s so passé. Only old people date these days.”

“Really?” I ask in a frozen tone. Jane leans in closely as she stares into my eyes, her green eyes like hard jade.

“I want you to fuck me, Eric,” she declares. “I want to feel that royal cock deep in my pussy, and see if it’s different from other cock.” I practically gasp with disgust. She’s delusional! I wouldn’t touch her even if she was the last woman on Earth.

“I think you have the wrong idea about me,” I manage in a stiff tone. Jane shrugs and squeezes my balls again before sitting back in her chair.

“I know all about you. You’re the Playboy Prince,” she says. “Come on, this shit is totally up your alley.”

I chuckle. I guess my reputation has finally caught up with me, but it doesn’t matter.

“I used to be a playboy,” I say in an agreeable tone. “But not anymore.”

“Really?” Jane laughs. “So, what’s changed? I have to say I find that hard to believe, Eric.” Not that it’s any of her business, but if it’ll get her off of my back, I see no harm in telling her the truth.


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