The Snow Prince - Raleigh Ruebins Page 0,74

the vast expanse of rolling hills, everything below capped with snow. I pulled in a sharp breath and pressed my palms flat against the cool glass. His hands snaked lower until they rested on my hips.

He ran his lips along the back of my neck, and it covered me in goosebumps.

“You’re crazy,” I whispered.

“And you love it,” he replied.

He wasn’t wrong, because just him saying that made me shiver again, despite my body being plenty warm. My cock was aching now, hard and pressing up against the front of my pants. He reached his palms up underneath my shirt, pulling up the material in the process.

“Take this off,” he said.

I obliged immediately, turning my head to watch as he did the same. He reached around me, pawing at my belt before sliding it off and tossing it away.

“Henry,” I said, unable to keep a smile from my lips as I felt his fingertips roaming beneath the waistband of my pants.

“Sebastian,” he murmured, his lips pressed against the skin of my shoulder.

“I don’t know what you’re planning, but…”

His fingers found their way to the top of my pants again, undoing the button, unzipping the zipper, and slowly sliding them down. My cock jumped at the sensation.

“But what?”

I moaned softly as he began to pull downward on my pants and underwear at the same time, slowly disrobing me.

And the moment I was naked, he pressed the front of his body up against the back of mine, reaching around to wrap his fist around my cock. He stroked me for a moment, but then teased me, sliding his fingertips up and down my shaft until I was leaking precum like crazy.

“You are diabolical,” I muttered.

“Am I?”

I turned my head back slightly so I could see his face. He kissed my jaw, his fist tightening around my cock again.

“Teasing me,” I said.

“Oh, I’m not just teasing,” he said. But at the same time, he slowly took away his fingers, sliding both of his hands off me. I ached at the loss of touch, slumping forward against the window.

“Okay, now you’re really teasing,” I said. “Touch me again?”

“I’m going to.”

I turned backward again and saw that he was taking the rest of his clothes off, too.

“We’re officially both naked in front of the entire kingdom,” I said, nodding out toward the beautiful views below.

“No more secrets, huh?” he said.

“Nobody can see up here, I’m pretty sure,” I told him. “But even if they did, I don’t care.”

“You don’t?”

I looked him up and down, letting my eyes linger on his cock.

He pushed me back up against the window again and I let out a small gasp as I felt his fingertips find their way to my hole. I moaned deeply, pressing back against him.

“Unfair,” I said.

“How is that unfair?”

“Mmh,” I hummed. “Because you’re going to make me want more.”

“I’m going to give you more,” he said, gently pushing the tip of one finger inside me.

“Oh my God,” I muttered, my cock throbbing in front of me. “But we don’t—we don’t have anything, up here.”

He hummed, and then his touch was gone, yet again, leaving me in a state of pure wanting. He was fumbling around beside us, reaching into his pants.

A moment later, he procured a tiny bottle and a condom from his sweatpants pocket.

My jaw dropped. “Henry,” I said.

“Yes?”

“Do… do you carry around a tiny bottle of lube with you everywhere you go?”

His dimples appeared as he came back over toward me, pressing a slow kiss to my lips. “Would you put it past me?”

“You’re crazy, and I do love it,” I said.

He slicked his fingers. “I don’t actually carry it with me all the time,” he said. “I don’t usually even have a condom, either.”

“But you had them today?”

“When you showed up at my door today telling me you had to show me something, I didn’t know where you might be taking me,” he said.

I let out a laugh. “So you grabbed lube and condoms before you left?”

He shrugged. “You never know. And maybe it was wishful thinking. But yeah, I grabbed them when I went to put on shoes.”

“God, I fucking love you,” I said. “Always prepared.”

He let out a slow breath, bringing his slicked fingers to my hole again. “And I love that it sounds so easy for you to tell me that, now.”

“That you’re always prepared?”

“That you love me,” he said from behind me.

I sunk back against him, pushing my ass back against his fingers. “It’s so easy to love you,