Riley Love_A Royal Romance

by Riley Love

  He held her steady by her legs, which made her feel secure. His arms didn’t shake, and there was no strain on his face. She never knew it, but strength apparently turned her on like mad. She knew where he was leading her, and she couldn’t wait to finally get there.

  Holding her with one arm, he used to other to open the door to the room at the end of the hall. Still, their eyes were locked.

  As if he couldn’t wait to get her to the bed, he swung the door open and pressed her body to it. There, she succumbed to another of his kisses. Deep, wet, and full of intensity that excited every inch of her rain-glazed skin, his kiss deprived her of any escape. Escape was the last thing on her mind.

  “William,” she said in more of a plea than a whisper.

  “Yes,” he asked, pulling back to look at her face. Concern seemed to overshadow his lust.

  “Promise me you won’t hurt me,” she said, tears burning her eyes. “I think I like you too much to even bear it.”

  William cupped her face with one hand and kissed her softly on the lips. “I wouldn’t dream of it. I think our meeting was fate, and one doesn’t tempt fate. We must take advantage of luck when it comes along.”

  A tear rolled down her cheek, and he wiped it away with his thumb.

  “I was meant to find you, Kate.”

  For a moment, through a glaze of tears, she thought she saw his eyes glisten as well.

  “Do you believe that?”

  His question was so laden with emotion that she could do nothing but nod. She pulled him closer and devoured his mouth. “I’m yours,” she whispered, unbuttoning his shirt. “All yours.”

  William carried her from the door and set her on the sleek, low bed.

  He pulled off his dress shirt along with his T-shirt, revealing his muscular chest. As he leaned over to kiss her mouth, he slipped two fingers into her, seemingly stirring her wetness until she moaned against his mouth.

  Kate’s heart rate skyrocketed the moment his lips kissed her inner thigh. She held herself up by her elbows and watched him pry her legs open even further. Every inch of her flesh seemed incredibly sensitive as his hands reached up her dress to smooth her belly.

  She knew where his kisses were headed, and her mind raced with anticipation. No one had ever done what William was about to do to her.

  She’d dreamed of this.

  Desired it.

  She squirmed beneath his kisses as they trailed higher and higher. The first kiss to her aching clit made a moan escape her lips. She hadn’t expected the electric shock that his kiss sent shooting through her body. She abandoned holding herself up and fell back onto the plush down comforter.

  William was tender. Each kiss was precise and deep. It was as if he worshiped her sacred spot and wanted to prove his love and desire for her. The moment his tongue lapped up her warm wetness, her back arched, and her eyes fluttered closed.

  Each circle of his tongue around her clit sent her deeper and deeper into a blissful abyss. She couldn’t help herself as she reached down and gripped his hair. It was the perfect length for her fingertips to hold his head just where she wanted it. Before she knew it, she was holding his head steady while she ground her hips against his hungry mouth.

  To her delight, William didn’t seem to mind. It seemed to only excite him more, and he increased the intensity of every lick and suck.

  For the first time, Kate felt as though she could just relax and let the pleasure be bestowed upon her. She closed her eyes and let William do all of the work.

  Gripping the comforter in her fists, Kate let out a guttural moan that she feared everyone in the building would hear. He sucked her clit so tenderly that she thought the pleasure would drive her mad. It was almost too good, but he wouldn’t let her wiggle free from his tongue.

  Her voice caught in her throat. Every muscle seemed to tense, especially her legs, as all of her pent up frustration and stress escaped her in a powerful moment of release.

  As her body twitched, William climbed onto the bed with her and together they stared at the ceiling as the sounds of their breaths slowed.

  When she could finally speak again, Kate rolled onto her side and looked at him. She reached over and caressed the side of his face.

  “That was incredible,” she said.

  He raised a brow. “You’re incredible.”

  She smiled and kissed him. Holding his arm out, she rested her head on his shoulder. She couldn’t help the smile that stretched across her face.

  Could this be real? Would she wake up in the morning to find that William Alexander didn’t exist? God couldn’t be that cruel.

  She ran her hand along his chest, feeling the ripples of his tight abs.

  William was as close to perfect as she’d ever seen.

  Her eyes met his and for a moment, they just took each other in. “Why didn’t you keep going?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well,” she said, lowering her eyes to his chest. “You let me have all of the fun.”

  “Don’t worry, my dear. We’ll get to that.”

  “Will we?” Her eyes fluttered closed. Sleep threatened to take over.

  He kissed her again. “I promise.”

  Nodding, Kate succumbed to pure exhaustion.

  Chapter 13

  WHEN KATE WOKE UP, she wasn’t sure if it was morning or not.

  It has to be.

  She woke up at the same time every day for years, but William’s windows were covered in curtains that blocked out every trace of light from outside. She didn’t sit up. His bed was far too comfortable, so much so that she didn’t want to leave. When she rolled over to look at him, her heart did that pitter-patter thing she wasn’t used to feeling. Even while sleeping he was the most gorgeous human being she’d ever seen.

  He came from the deepest depths of her dreams. She’d created him in her mind, her perfect man, and the universe placed him before her as if saying, this is for you.

  He stirred and peeked at her with one eye open. When he saw her looking back at him, he smiled and opened both eyes.

  “Good morning, beautiful,” he said.

  This can’t be real.

  Kate returned the smile and smoothed her hair. “Good morning…handsome.” She suppressed a giggle, but when he reached over to brush a lock of hair from her face, she closed her eyes in bliss.

  “I knew it,” he whispered. “You are even more beautiful when first awaking.”

  She yearned for more of the sensations she’d felt the night before. She wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with him all day long. She’d be a happy girl if she could just spend the rest of her life with him in bed like this.

  “Do you realize something?”

  He shook his head and yawned. “What is it?”

  He reached over and stroked her cheek.

  She took a chance. “I think I love you.”

  His eyes brightened. “Is that a fact?”

  She bit her lip, hoping she hadn’t just said the one thing that would ruin it all.

  “It is.”

  Instead of replying, he leaned over to kiss her forehead and then got out of bed. She sat up in a panic, clutching the blanket as she watched him go into his bathroom. She listened as the water turned on, and watched as steam began to fog the mirrors.

  She closed her eyes, her heart beating fast. “You idiot,” she said to herself. “You stupid, stupid girl.”

  When he stepped back out, he was totally naked. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes widened at what she saw. He was everything she imagined him to be. Kate’s mouth felt dry as she stared at his large manhood.

  “Join me,” he said.

  Kate nodded, silently, and let the covers slip from her body as she stepped onto the floor. She pulled her dress over her head, leaving nothing else on but a lace bra. As she approached him, their eyes locked, and she unclasped the bra and let it fall from her arms.

  She took his hand and was led into the bathroom. His hand smoothed her round ass as sh
e stepped into the large standing shower. There was a seat across the back and multiple shower heads that sprayed water from all directions.

  As she looked back at him, his phone rang.

  “This will only be a minute.” He held up a finger and stepped out to answer.

  While the hot water rolled down her body, she rested her arm on the glass door and listened.

  “Yeah, Mum. Don’t worry. I’ll be in London for the wedding. I promise.”

  Her eyes widened, and she stood straight up. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

  “Yeah,” William said. “I have someone I’d like for you and Dad to meet.”

  She nearly cheered with glee at what she heard. This was real. It was more than real—it was right.

  It was love.

  When he came back into the bathroom, she was grinning. She reached for him, pulling him into the steaming hot water. She held onto his shoulders as he lifted her and pressed her to the shower wall.

  With her legs wrapped around his waist, she moaned as his kisses littered her throat. With his hands under her ass, he slid into her tight pussy, the warmth and wetness taking him in.

  Yes. This was what she’d been craving since the night before—since she first say him in her boss’ office.

  With the slick shower wall at her back, and his hard body pressed against her, she clung to his neck as he thrust into her, stretching her pussy as their mouths met in a passionate kiss.

  “Say it,” she said in between kisses mixed with tears of joy. She moaned as he laced his hand into her wet hair and fucked her harder.

  “Say what?”

  When she opened her eyes, she narrowed them at him, her smile curling up the corners of her lips.

  He paused, and traced her lips with his thumb, his cock resting inside of her, teasing her.

  “You know.”

  His grin told her that he knew exactly what she meant. When he leaned in for another kiss behind her ear, he whispered.

  “I love you.”

  Thank you so much for taking the time to read my novella from Her Royal Master.

  All reviews are appreciated.

  About the Author

  Author Riley Love writes books about the men your mama always warned you about. Sometimes dark, often twisted, and always sexy, her heroes will leave you begging for more. Pull up a chair, pour yourself a stiff drink, and let your fantasies fly.

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