My Dark Prince (Dark Prince Road, #3)

by Parker S. Huntington

“You cannot disinvite me from a party on my own property.”

Briar obviously wanted me to argue with her. I knew this, just as I knew she knew her request was unreasonable. It would be ridiculous to kick me out of my own home.

Now, in her early thirties, I wanted to give this to her. To let her push the limits and show her that I’d still accept her, even if she messed up.

I shot up and raised both hands, backing away toward the doors to the living room. “I’m going, I’m going.”

I wasn’t fond of being treated like a disposable tissue by people, least of all by the woman I once loved, but I was ...

I flung open the fridge, with every intention of eating the entire goddamn thing, and tore off the lids to all the Tupperware in sight.

Well, fuck.

Steamed broccoli. Unseasoned chicken breast. Cauliflower rice. Nasty shit I usually ate to maint...

I tossed some frozen chicken nuggets into the air fryer, then dumped two packets of Bulda...

A loud thud startled me into missing the colander. My noodles took a dive down the drain, along with my soul.

I wanted to scoop them into my mouth through the fabric and show her that her brain might hate me, but her body didn’t share the sentiment.

“Want some help?”

I can take you anywhere you want in the meantime. Be your little bitch. It’ll be fun.”

“Where was that energy when my parents disowned me at eighteen?”

“It was still there. I just had a lot to juggle, and I was overwhelmed...

I leaned on the counter from the opposite side, simply watching her and enjoying every second.

“You’re going to have to be more specific than that.”

I raked her delicious body with my eyes, head-to-toe. “I throw a lo...

Briar nodded. “Well, if it makes you feel any better, you weren’t the worst boyfriend I’ve ever had.”

My gaze dropped to her lips. “No?”

They were so fucking pouty and pink. I wanted to tug them in my mouth and run m...

Still, I couldn’t pass up any chance to not be the villain in her eyes, even if for a few seconds.

“I bet I can give you an orgasm without even taking off your bikini if I wanted to.”

She arched an eyebrow. “You mean if I wanted to.”

I licked my lips. “Oh, you do.”

She released a rusty laugh. “You have no idea what I want, Oliver.”

“I think I do.”

I reached out and pushed her lower lip down just a fraction. The simple touch of her pillowy, warm lip against the pad of my thumb sent fissures...

Her breath hitched. “No way can you make me come without taking off my bikini.”

It was a dare. I never backed out of those.

“Is this a bet?” my lips spoke against hers, but I didn’t kiss her. Not yet.

She just needed an excuse to let me touch her.

“You let me fuck you.”

“One time. Anywhere I want. Any time I want. Might be in a room full of people, or in the middle of the desert. You won’t say no. Let me show you what we were. That we can still have it.” I sucked in a breath. “That this is real.”

My hand slid back to her throat, tilting her head up, and I finally did what I’d wanted to do ever since I saw her at the hotel.

I fused my mouth into hers and kissed her with everything I had.

It started soft. I wanted to give her the opportunity to break away if she changed ...

My pinky finger slid under the fabric of her bikini bottoms, between her upper thigh and her ass.

I turned to her right breast, licked the curve beneath its underside, then took it all into my mouth through her bikini.

She parked her elbows on the counter behind her as she watched me. I palmed her ass, gripping it roughly.

“You’ll regret sayi...

“Nope. Don’t break the rules.”

I groaned, slipped my finger out of her bikini bottoms, and scrunched the fabric together a little, just enough to wedge it between her ass cheeks.

With my fingers clenched around the strings, I tugged up, tightening the fabric at her puss...

I didn’t care if astronauts could hear it in space. I just wanted her to do it again, and again, and again.

I steadied her by the waist and hoisted her up on the counter. “Don’t be a sore loser, okay, baby?”

I wanted to frame her in this moment and revisit the memory whenever life kicked my ass.

I nuzzled the edge of her bikini strap with my nose, clamped it between my teeth, and tugged, not quite undoing it. Her eyes flared in warning.

I laughed, parting her pussy lips with my fingers and slipping my entire middle finger into her through the thin fabric.

“Now you have to let me fuck you whenever I want.”