Player's Princess (A Royal Sports Romance)(91)



Oh, and a pair of paper crowns.

Ana smells the damn food and slips down to the kitchen. She's put her hair into a loose ponytail that swings behind her when she moves, and hungrily snatches one of the burgers to begin devouring it. I lock together the ends of her new paper crown and stand behind her to settle it on her head. I tuck her hair just so to keep it in place.

She eyes me as I sit down and put mine on, and we eat in silence.

"I owe you an apology," she says.

"Why?"

"There was a time when I believed you'd been unfaithful to me."

I sigh loudly.

"No, I owe you an apology. I should have told you Grandolf came on to me."

She nods. "We can forgive each other."

I rest my hand on hers. Her skin is so warm.

"Yes. We can."

I make no secret of being hungry as hell. I finish my burger in record time, but Ana still beats me and burps loudly in between deep pulls on her milkshake. She grins sheepishly at me, and she's so f*cking cute I just want to throw her over my shoulder and carry her upstairs.

So, after shoving the remains of the meal into the garbage can, that is exactly what I do. She yelps and playfully smacks my back with her little fists as I lift her up into a fireman's carry and bear her upstairs.

I drop her on my bed, and she bounces a little, her smiling lips trembling with anticipation. I shove the door shut, lock it, and by the time I've turned around, Ana has wriggled out of everything but her underwear… and her paper crown.

After halfway ripping my own clothes off, I dive onto the bed and into her. She wraps her legs around me and our lips meet in a storm of passion, her hand slipping and scratching everywhere like she wants to touch every part of my body at once.

I know the feeling. Every part of her is magical. Her lush, heavy breasts, the soft skin on her sides, her full ass. I squeeze her butt in my hands and she gasps and bucks against me, her stomach sliding against mine. She peels her underwear off and gets on top of me, and sits on my stomach, straddling me. Her silken thighs grip my sides, and she pulls the scrunchie out of her hair so it falls down her back in an icy cascade. It's like silk when I lightly grasp her head and pull her down to kiss me again.

Feeling her warm, soft body on top of me makes me want to explode with lust. Just seeing her in her skivvies again made me hard; now I feel like there's a hot iron bar swinging between my legs.

Ana is ravenous. She kisses me like she never has before, and her hands roam everywhere. She licks and bites my neck, and her hands won't leave my cock. I have to grab her wrists and pull her hands away. I need every ounce of self-control I have.

She's nimble and slippery. Ana wriggles loose from my grip and slips down my body, dragging her soft skin and breasts over my stomach. I groan as she squeezes her breasts between arms and my cock slips between them, and then she takes me in her mouth and I go rigid, pure instinct driving me to thrust into her mouth.

God, when she looks up at me with her pink lips wrapped around my cock, the corners of her mouth twisted up into a little smile, I can barely take it. She sucks my dick like she means it, and uses her hands. It's too intense, and I push on her shoulder, trying to slow her down, but she wraps an arm around my waist and her legs around mine and uses her mouth and hand and pushes me to the edge.

"I'm gonna—"

My cock leaves her mouth with an audible little pop.

"Good."

She goes right back to it, and delivers on her promise. My whole body from my shoulders to my heels lifts from the bed as the pleasure rips through me. It feels so f*cking good it hurts as I explode in her mouth. I look down and flush with excitement and pleasure as I watch her throat bob as she f*cking swallows it, then takes me to the root. I can feel her damn lips at the root of my cock, and the tip of her tongue pushes into my balls.

Ana sits up all in one motion and licks her lips, then swipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

I lie there stunned for a moment.

"I am going to—" I gasp "—I am going to…." I take a deep breath. "I am going to eat your * until you beg for mercy."

"You have to catch me first," she says and springs from the bed.

I dart up and grab her by the arms and yank her back down on top of me, faceup. She wriggles and squirms and tries to pull loose, laughing and giggling all the while, at least until she moves just the right way and presses my still-hard cock against my stomach with her ass.

My shaft lies between her cheeks, and she slowly grinds on it, a wicked look on her face.

As my energy comes back, I surge and roll over, pinning her down. I turn her around in my arms onto her back and kiss her hard, ramming my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. She gasps in shock and kisses me back, so hard it makes my lips hurt. Ana takes short, little breaths and kisses me again, until she gasps and pants for air.

The look on her face when I knot my hand in her hair and pull her head back to expose her throat sends a shockwave of desire through my body. She arches her back, and I feel her pulse under my lips as I kiss and nibble her soft skin. Her nails rake my back and she tries to push me down by the shoulders.

"You like it when I take charge, Princess?"

"Please do it, Jason. I want it."

"Do what?"

"The thing…."

"Say it. Or I won't. I'll just lay here and do this."

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