Royce of vibrators.”
Eyes flaming, I yank her harder into me and press my arousal against her. “You little vixen. Do you feel what you do to me? A minute ago, I was completely limp. Now, I can’t leave unless I relieve some of this…pressure.”
“Is that right?”
Her sultry voice sends a thrill down my spine, my hunger for her increasing with every heartbeat.
“You know it is.” I nip at her lower lip, eliciting a moan.
“Well, then…”
She pushes against me, freeing herself from my grasp. Swaying her hips, she walks over to the bed and gets on her hands and knees, facing away from me.
This woman constantly surprises me. When I don’t think she could possibly do anything else to steal my breath and remind me how damn lucky I am to have her, she proves me wrong. And it’s not because she’s more than eager to have a quick romp before breakfast. It’s because she trusts me enough to expose herself like this to me.
She glances over her shoulder, eyes dark with desire. “We don’t want you suffering from a case of blue balls, do we?”
I hastily make my way toward her, only taking the time to discard my jacket before unzipping my pants and thrusting into her.
This isn’t how I saw the start of my day going, but I’d be crazy to complain.
“Good morning, Your Highness,” Richard greets me with a bow the second I sit down at the head of the table in the formal dining room. “Your usual breakfast and coffee?”
“Just coffee for now, Richard.”
I do my best to keep my tone as professional and even as possible, despite the fact I’m struggling to catch my breath after the incredible sex I just had. I can only imagine how flushed my complexion must still be, how mussed up my hair is. But it was completely worth it. Anything to make Nora feel loved is worth it.
“Ms. Tremblay will be joining me shortly.”
“Of course, sir.” He nods, then spins, leaving through the server’s door on the far side of the room.
I grab a copy of the New York Times from the table and unfold it as I glance around. A few members of the household staff are stationed in the corners of the room, as stoic and unmoving as statues, only coming to life when ordered to do so.
“Here you are, sir,” Richard says, placing my coffee mug and saucer in front of me. “Is there anything else I can get for you right now?”
“I’ll wait to order until Ms. Tremblay arrives.”
“Certainly, sir.” He bows and starts to leave.
“And Richard?”
“Yes?”
“Please inform Lieutenant Colonel Bridge to hold off on his morning briefing until Ms. Tremblay is here. Going forward, she’ll need to be a part of them, since my schedule will also affect her.”
He nods. “I’ll make sure he gets the message.”
“Thank you.”
He bows once more, then retreats, leaving me to enjoy the last few moments of calm before the day becomes one engagement after another. As much as I should find some sort of familiarity in being in the same room I’ve begun each of my days while in residence here, it’s lacking. The one thing that does bring me comfort is turning to the New York Times, like I did each morning in New York.
As does the smell of Nora still on my fingers whenever I bring my coffee to my mouth.
While I wait for her to join me, I peruse the various national newspapers I request be delivered every morning. After nearly an hour, I begin to wonder if I should go check on her when the door to the dining room opens. I snap my head in that direction as Richard enters and stops past the entrance, body stiff, as if at attention.
When Nora steps in behind him, all the oxygen is ripped from my lungs, leaving me breathless, thoughtless…mindless. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Grace Kelly herself came back from the dead and just sauntered into my dining room. It’s remarkable how much Nora resembles her, apart from her hair having a bit more strawberry in it than the first American princess had.
She glides into the room, as if she’s walking on air. As if she were made for this life. Even the few other attendants can’t help but stare. I all but forget the manners that have been drilled into me, too stunned by how incredible she looks. It’s not until she’s within a few inches that I remember to stand to