to happen. Right here. Right now.” I grip her ass hard and yank her forward until I can feel her wet slit with the head of my cock. With one hand, I grip her bra and yank it down, then suck one nipple into my mouth.
She throws her head back. “Of course I did, Mr. Evergreen.” Moving her hips, she slides down onto me, her wet cunt the perfect fit for my cock.
I bite down on her nipple and she starts to ride me, her hips grinding so her clit gets plenty of friction. Moving to the other nipple I suck it and nibble it as she rides me. It’s not enough.
I pick her up and turn her around, pinning her against the glass wall of my office, thirty stories up. And then I fuck her hard, thrusting into her as I keep her right where I need her.
Reaching between us, I find her clit with my thumb and stroke her with each pulse of my hips.
“Clark,” she gasps.
I grunt with each thrust, not giving two shits that everyone on this floor can hear what’s going on. “Say my name when you come, princess.”
That sends her over, her cunt squeezing me as I thrust deep and release, my cock kicking inside her as I take her mouth and swallow her cry of pleasure. I grind against her, my come making her even slicker as I keep her pinned.
“You paid for her surgery,” she says against my mouth.
“I did.” I bite her bottom lip.
“Why?”
“Don’t you know?” I kiss her again.
She takes my hand and moves it down, then presses it to her stomach.
I stare down at the small curvature there, the promise of a firstborn child. “Are you really—”
“Yes. Yours. Ours.” She nods, tears in her eyes. “I was afraid you wouldn’t want—”
“I love you.” My heart seems to take on a new rhythm as I take her mouth again, showing her how much I want her and our child.
She returns it, her hands on my cheeks as I mumble my joy in between kisses.
When I finally have to give her breathing room, I lean back and stare into her eyes. “I knew it was you the moment I saw you. It was always you, princess.”
“Clark.” My name on her lips is a beautiful sound.
“I need you again.” I hold her steady as I press inside, my hardening cock sliding easily through our mixed wetness. “You’re all I’ll ever need.”
“I love you, too.” She wraps her legs around my waist, then quirks her head to the side. “One question.” She puts a hand to my cheek, and one of her eyebrows arches. “How in the world did you find donor lungs?”
I kiss her roughly, staking my claim on her heart and soul. “Don’t you know I’d do anything for you?” Then I thrust deeper inside her as she claws at my shoulders.
“How?” she asks again as I run my teeth along her throat.
I smile against her warm skin. “Your little prince Graves turned out to be a perfect match after all.”
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The Princess and the Pea
Sierra Simone
1
“There’s no reason to be nervous. I’m an excellent matchmaker.”
I narrow my eyes at the tuxedoed man sitting across from me. “I’m not nervous,” I reply. “I’m regretting letting you talk me into this, that’s all.”
Mark Tintagel, former murderer and present-day monster, simply stretches out his feet and smiles at me. We’ve been driving for long enough that the New York City lights are far behind us, but his dress shoes still manage to gleam somehow. Along with his eyes, which are a dark and dangerous blue glittering out from the dark.
“I say this as your friend,” he says in a voice that could almost be called amiable if I didn’t know whom it was coming from. “But you really do need to fuck someone. For everyone’s sake, obviously, but not least of all my own.”
I fold my arms over my chest, and the silk and tulle of my masquerade gown rustles. Behind me are fairy’s wings. In my lap is a mask. All of it is green and gold, gossamer-thin, gossamer-soft.