An American Cinderella:A Royal Love Story(22)

"Thank you for dinner," I said, licking the chocolate crumbs from my  fingers. I knew that once I finished my meal, I would have to go back to  work. I didn't want to work. I wanted to be with him. "It was really  good."

He grinned. "Thank you for the company. It was much better than my brothers'."

I chuckled as he leaned over and kissed me mid-laugh. I closed my eyes,  focusing on the touch of his lips. He smelled like cookies and sunshine.

My body moved without thinking. I straddled his lap, my legs on either  side of him so that I could kiss him better. Memories of our time on my  couch rushed forward, wanting to relive and continue what we had  started.

His mouth met mine, moving with passion as his fingers pressed into my back. He groaned slightly as I nipped at his lower lip.

"I should go back to work," I whispered, trying to find the strength to  stop myself. I knew I was behind, but with a hot man underneath me, work  was the last thing I wanted to do.

"Yes, so should I," Henry agreed, sliding his hand up under my shirt and touching my skin.

A peal of thunder shook the building. The lights flickered and then went  out. The building went silent except for the sound of Henry's  breathing. The power was out.

The only light came from the window, casting the room in warm dark shadows.

"Looks like my prayers were answered," Henry whispered, nuzzling his mouth along my neck. "No power, no work."

I chuckled, low and deep. This really was my lucky night.

Henry's mouth found the curve of my neck and hit bit down gently, making  me fold into him. I could feel him growing hard beneath me. I arched my  back and rocked my hips, encouraging him further.

"You're brother's not going to interrupt us again, is he?" I asked, reaching for the buttons on his shirt.

"Power's out," he murmured, running his tongue along my collar bone, making me shiver. "No interruptions."

Except the sound of the night watchman coming up the stairs. My eyes  went wide and we separated in just enough time that the guard didn't see  me straddling and humping a man in my office.

"You two okay up here?" he asked, looking into the office with his flashlight. "Power's out."

I cleared my throat. "We noticed."

"It should come back on soon," he said, tossing me a spare flashlight.  "Here's a light for you. You're welcome to stay up here. I just wanted  to check on things. I'll be downstairs if you need anything."

"Thank you," Henry told him. He had his legs crossed to hide the massive erection I had caused.

The guard nodded to both of us before continuing his rounds.

I let out a breath and then stood and closed the door. I locked it and  put one of the boxes full of files in front of the door so we wouldn't  have this problem again. I put the flashlight pointing toward the  ceiling, making the room light enough to see.

"Now, where were we?" I asked, undoing the buttons on my shirt as I walked toward Henry.

His eyes focused on my chest as I pulled my shirt away and tossed it to  the side. I went to my knees beside him, and he grabbed my waist,  putting me back in the straddle position over him.

"Somewhere around here," he replied, his voice husky with desire. He  thrust his hips up and I groaned. Once again, we had too many clothes  on.

Henry reached behind me and fumbled with the bra strap. It took him a  moment, but finally it came free. He growled in approval, making  something deep inside of me heat.

His hands came up and caressed the swells of my breasts, his fingertips  working the pale skin before coming to the taut nipples. The simple  graze of his thumb over the erect flesh had me moaning and writhing  against his lap.

He pushed back on my shoulders, gently lowering me to the floor. I lay,  bare chested with my hair spilling around my head as he knelt before me.  With careful fingers, he undid my pants and I raised my hips to help  him pull them off.         

     



 

I tried not to blush as I lay on the blanket wearing only my pink cotton  panties. They weren't supposed to be sexy, just comfortable.

He grinned and ran his fingers over the fabric, making fire radiate out  from his touch. I needed so much more than just a gentle caress.

"You have too many clothes on," I whispered, finding it unfair that he still had on his shirt and pants while I had nothing.

He grinned and finished unbuttoning his shirt. He tossed it to the side  with my clothing and then peeled off his undershirt. My breath caught in  my throat as I looked at his chest and abs. He was just as perfect as I  remembered with strong lick-able lines.

I sat up, reaching for his belt and pants. He stood to make it easier  for me to get at the buttons and tug then tug his pants to the floor. I  sat at eye level with his boxers that could barely contain him. I  whimpered with desire as I reached for the waist band of his underwear.

Slowly, I pulled down, revealing all of him to me. The man was made to  be naked. My fingers traced the lines of his body while the heat and  need inside of me grew. I looked up to see him watching me, his eyes  dark with desire.

I kissed the tip of his impressive erection and he shivered.

"In my pants pocket," he gasped, pointing to the discarded clothing pile. "There's a condom."

I was glad one of us was thinking ahead.

"How long have you had this?" I asked, giving him a wink as I searched  his pockets. It didn't take me long to find the small square and open  it.

"Just since I saw you last," he gasped as I gripped him and rolled on the condom. "I didn't want to get stopped again."

I chuckled softly as I made sure I had done my job well. He took reached  down and pulled me to standing. Once on my feet, he kissed me so  fiercely that my lips hurt. I wanted all of him.

I shimmied out of my panties, kicking them to the side. The air was cool  on my bare skin as he traced a slow line down my back, across my ass,  and then gripped my thigh, pulling it to him. He tucked his hand beneath  my knee.

I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders as he found my entrance.  Our eyes met in the light of the flashlight and I smiled at him as he  pressed into me.

The smile faded into a moan of pleasure as he filled me completely. I  wrapped my leg around him, my fingernails digging into his back as I  tried to take every inch and then some.

He thrust deeper, and I had to bite his shoulder to contain the cry of pleasure.

He was powerful and primal as he worked his way into me, filling me to  the brim with pleasure. His hard length pounded deeper, questing for my  center so that I could explode with him. His tongue found mine, claiming  me as his own.

He dropped my leg and stepped back. The loss of him was enough to make  me whimper. He sat down on the blanket and motioned for me to get on top  of him there.

I straddled him again, only this time there were no clothes in the way.  There was nothing to hold us back this time. Slowly, so slowly it ate at  my soul, I slid down onto him. His eyes rolled into the back of his  head and he groaned as I began to undulate.

His hard length filled me to the brim while his hands gripped my hips. I  lost myself to his touch, reveling in the sensation of being with him.  He was powerful and primal, claiming me with every thrust and every  movement.

I was his.

I started to shudder, the pleasure becoming too much to bear. His hips  moved faster, my hands on his chest to steady myself. His skin was  sticky under my palms, keeping me with him.

With a groan he sat up and wrapped his arms around my, losing himself to  the pleasure I caused him. He shuddered into my arms, his head tucked  into the curve of my shoulder as he gasped my name.

"Aria."

My name.

The sound of my name on his lips, combined with the low, very male sound  as he came was enough to send me flying into oblivion with him.

His broad shoulders heaved with each breath. My palms splayed out on the  smooth skin of his back, feeling his heart beat in time with mine.

The sounds of rain and thunder and our breathing were all I could hear. All I could see was him.

I sighed with contentment, keeping him with me for as long as possible.

Slowly he lifted his head, his eyes bright. He touched my cheek and  stroked my hair back. He looked me over, leaning back slightly.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered.

I grinned, feeling beautiful for him in this moment. He kissed me again,  my whole body humming from pleasure. I hadn't felt this good in a very  long time.

Slowly, we untangled from one another. I shivered now that I didn't have  his direct body heat. He reached for my shirt, handing it to me with a  smile. Together we dressed, but I wasn't ready to say goodnight.

He leaned against the wall, his breath still ragged and eyes bright. I  snuggled into his shoulder, his arm wrapped around me as we sat and  watched the rain hit the window.         

     



 

At some point, I dozed off. I was just so comfortable wrapped up in his safe arms that I drifted off.

"Aria, wake up," he said gently. "It's time to go home."