Felix and the Prince (Forever Wilde, #2)

by Lucy Lennox

Gonna get fucked! Can I get an F? Can I get a U? Can I—

“Invite me to your room, Felix,” I coaxed as my hands slid down to cup his firm ass through his soft wool trousers. “Want to see you naked. Want you underneath me. Want to make you come screaming my name.”

When you were sitting next to me at the table, I wanted to jump you right there.”

I’d never been rimmed before, and it was goddamned nirvana.

After a few pulls with his hand around my shaft, he pulled back the skin and teased

the tip with his tongue, letting the skin loose again but continuing to roll his tongue inside of it. I thought I was going to lose my fucking mind.

A finger I hadn’t noticed before snaked behind my sac and pressed against my perineum, sending sparks of pleasure all through

my groin and warning me of the coming orgasm.

That was one of the shitty aspects of

being single. No one to touch, no warm body to cling to on a cold night in bed, no one to complain to when things didn’t go your way.

“You’re going to burn in hell,” I muttered. “As long as they have an espresso machine, I’m cool with it.

I leaned closer to him and reached across his body to another tool. The scent of his

sweat nearly brought me to my knees. It was a complete contradiction to the bookworm I’d met in my study. This guy was all man, and he smelled like he’d been hard at work using every muscle in his body. My dick was hammering in my pants.

My tongue came out to draw a line down the cord of his throat, to taste the salty residue of his hard work.

I finally managed to find my tongue. “I want… oh god… I want you to… jesusfuckingchrist right there,” I stammered. “Want you to fuck me so badly, Lio.”

“Nuh-uh, baby. Fortunately for me, you’re a terrible liar. You want something specific. What is it? What dirty thoughts are in your head right now, beautiful?”

I blew out a breath. “No. That’s not it. More like… more like the deepest closet possible. A closet he’ll never come out of and one that wouldn’t have room for me in it even if I wanted to squeeze in there with him.”

“Watch me take off my clothes for you, Lio. I want your eyes on me the whole time. Every time you see my nipples harden or my cock jump, I want you to know you did that.”

“Jesus, Fee,” Lio groaned. “You’re making me crazy. Pull it out. Let me see that gorgeous cock, baby.”

“Gngh.” I grunted and swallowed, noticing the wetness at my tip and bringing my hand out to taste it without thinking. When I realized what I was doing, my eyes flew open just in time to see Lio roar up out of his chair and practically slam me down onto the carpet.

“Fuck, Lio, fuck! Please, baby. I need you inside me. Please,” I begged. “Fuck me. Take me. I know you want to fuck me hard tonight, and I need it so badly. Please.”

“I want you to own me, Lio,” I whispered. My whole body trembled with need and fear of his reaction. “I want you to hold me down and fuck me so hard, I can barely breathe without feeling your cock shove deeper inside me. I want you to make it hurt a little so I feel it for days and days. I want you to… I want to…” I sucked in a breath. “I don’t know how to say it. I want you inside my body, and I don’t ever want you to leave it, Lio. Make me yours in a way no one else can, okay?”

But most of all, when I limped out of bed the next morning, I heard the quiet echo of his last words mumbled into my hair in the middle of the night. I’m not sure I can live without you.

My Etienne - whose heart shined like colored glass in the sun.

you don’t get your scrawny ass down here, I’m quitting the royal service and he

can dress himself. I’d be just as happy dressing the rich and famous at Hermès.”

But I couldn’t stop. There was no way in hell I was going to keep myself from kissing him when his delicious mouth was this close.

“He’s an amazing man,” Grandpa Wilde said. “The biggest heart of anyone I know, but the one most fragile too.”

“I really care about him, Grandpa Wilde,” I said quietly. “When I left him at Gadleigh, it was like I left one of my lungs there too. I can hardly breathe.”

“He’s such a good fucking human being, you know?” I added in a rough voice. “So beautiful. His heart is so pure. He deserves so much.”

Of course, the selfish part of me wanted to claw at my chest in the town square and scream to the entire country that it was all bullshit pomp and circumstance obscuring the real Lio. The man who needed true love, not the fairy-tale fake love, and who needed to live a life with meaning regardless of what others thought.

I must have fallen asleep quickly because the next thing I knew, the weak winter sunlight had moved across the room and there

was a warm wet mouth on the inside of my thigh, trailing slowly up toward my cock.

“Get the fuck in the house, we’re here for an intervention,” he barked. I could immediately see how he’d succeeded as a Navy SEAL and wondered if maybe they wanted him back. We needed another bossy Wilde man around the ranch like a hole in the head.

He stopped tickling and met my eyes. “I was sort of hoping you might want to top me this time.”