Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
He leaned down and nibbled gently at my pec. My eyes sealed shut as I took a deep breath, fully absorbing the moment, refusing to let it escape me.
His nibble turned into a kiss, which he trailed up my neck.
My cock grew hard all over again, and he seemed to notice, grasping it in his hand and offering a few gentle strokes.
As his kiss reached my ear, he whispered into it, “Gonna give me props for that good guess I made about your panties?”
“Well, you were only half right, really, you cocky motherfucker.”
“Oh, my feisty Keegan.”
“Feisty? No. Just frisky,” I said with a wink.
His jaw clenched before he said, “I’m glad we’ve reworked that agreement we made.”
“As long as you’re comfortable with things.” Although, there was more to it than that, and I knew I had a confession to make.
“What’s wrong, Keeg?”
“I have to admit…I’m starting to feel things. Those things that make something like this more complicated. Those very things you were so worried about when we made that deal.”
“I’ve charmed the pants off you, apparently?” I was nervous that maybe I’d shared too much, but he added, “Keegan, don’t worry. I would be lying if I said I’m not finding myself a little overwhelmed by you.”
“I just don’t want it to feel too complicated.”
“Oh, it’s that for sure, but if this is complicated, I can live with that. I can’t really say I understand whatever it is I’m feeling for you, Keegan, but I’ve never wanted to explore more with anyone else. And I want to explore it with you.”
His words brought me some much-needed relief.
That I wasn’t alone in being totally enamored by him.
“Sounds like we might be ruining a perfectly good fake relationship,” I joked.
“Not if you’d rather we don’t.” The way he said it, he sounded as though he would have been as disappointed as I was when I believed he might not want more.
“Fuck that fake BS,” I said before stealing a kiss, one he returned, his lips as eager as mine as my tongue slid into his mouth, meeting his.
We clung to each other as I continued enjoying the way he was playing with my cock. I wrapped my arm around his neck and drew him closer to me, greedy for his kiss.
As he pulled away, I felt his breath hit my face before he whispered, “So you ready to meet the family tomorrow?”
“Um…probably mostly relieved that your brother won’t be there.” Fortunately, the King had become mysteriously busy when he’d learned of the day I would be at the palace.
And I could tell that’s what O was thinking of when he sighed. “Yes, it was a convenient trip to the lake cottage for a family getaway. He should have stayed to meet you, and I’m sorry for that.”
It was difficult not to notice that his comment wasn’t filled with the usual anger he had when discussing his brother’s disapproval.
He was hurt.
“At least it’ll be nice to meet your mère,” I said to cheer him up. “I hope she likes me. It’d be awkward if both she and the King hated me. You sure this is such a good idea?”
“Yes, you’re coming to breakfast.”
His words were an order, so forceful. My cock was still hard from messing around, but that nearly gave me a reason to go again.
“I kind of like it when you get bossy.”
“That’s perfect, as I enjoy being bossy.” Even the way he said that was sexy. “Plus, I’ll need to give you the official grand tour of the palace. Didn’t have much of a chance.”
“Nonsense!” I said. “I had a fantastic tour of the dungeon.”
He smiled before kissing me quickly.
It seemed like he was going for a peck, but it turned into a make-out session like the others we shared whenever our lips touched like that.
When he finally pulled free, he said, “Crazy to think they even thought to put you in there. I believe the last person we had detained there was beheaded.”
“Beheaded?” I said, gulping.
His expression shifted immediately, and he burst into a laugh. “No, not beheaded. What kind of country do you think we are? We’re not France. We never had guillotines or ax executions. We’re more the sort to lock you up for a really fucking long time.”
“Well, I’m glad I didn’t have to deal with any of those options.”
“I have a terrible thing to confess, though. I’m glad you were locked up that first time. If you hadn’t been, I’m not sure we would have wound up right here, in this moment.”
“Kind of glad I got locked up too.”
We gazed into each other’s eyes as I fully appreciated the way so many unusual events had led to such a perfect moment together.
He glanced at my lips and then looked back into my eyes. “So now I just have two questions for you. First, do you take your tea with or without cream?”