Deviant Prince by Riley Claire C. & Meadows Ellie

Author:Riley, Claire C. & Meadows, Ellie [Riley, Claire C. & Meadows, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B08LZW43HG
Goodreads: 55810644
Published: 2021-01-21T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Marisha

I worried my lower lip, sucking it into my mouth and biting down hard as I stared at the phone. He hadn’t written back yet. My eyes moved to the mirror, studying my body. I was beautiful… wasn’t I?

He’d seen so many women though. Now that he’d seen all of me, maybe I didn’t measure up.

Frowning, I stood on tiptoe and tried for a better angle, snapping a few quick shots and then sending him another.

But he still didn’t answer.

M - is something wrong?

I wrapped a towel around myself and sat down on the edge of the freestanding tub. He’d texted me first. Why would he text me and then ghost?

My fingers were poised to type back, but I was saved by the three little dots. I breathed a sigh of relief, though I knew I should probably wait to read what he was going to write before acting like everything was fine. Eventually, I knew, Alexander would have enough of me, and all of this would be over. Just an untouchable, sensual dream to look back upon.

A - No, sorry. Distractions. Give me a minute.

A - You’re so fucking beautiful.

A - Video call?

Frowning at the phone, anxiety shot through me. We were pushing our luck.

The bathroom door was locked, yet I stood up and moved to it, pressing my ear against the cold painted surface. I could hear nothing in the master bedroom, save for Ivan’s ridiculously-loud snoring. He could sleep through anything.

M - We have to be quiet.

A - I can be quiet. Can you?

I imagined Alexander’s boyish smile, imagined him saying the words, his eyebrow quirked and his eyes twinkling with thinly veiled need.

Seconds later, his phone number popped up, asking me to accept a video call. Hands shaking, I stared hard at his number building up the courage to answer it. If Ivan caught me, then he’d have me killed, yet the power to say no to Alexander just wasn’t present. The risk was half of the allure. My little fuck you to Ivan for all the times he’d hurt me.

I took a deep breath and pressed the green ‘yes’ icon.

Alexander’s face came to life. He was sitting in the front seat of a beautiful car, red leather winking at me from behind his dark suit. The window glass was tinted, nearly black.

“Show me,” he commanded, leaning forward to angle his phone into what must be a dash cell holder, because seconds later he sat back against the chair and I could see all of him--all of the important bits, at least.

Pulse racing, I watched him unzip his pants and pull out his dick. He was hard, and his fingers curved around his manhood, stroking up and down slowly.

“Show me,” he commanded again, his voice firm.

I flipped the phone stand open and placed my cell down on the floor. It angled up at me, giving Alexander a full view of my body. I undid the towel, letting the soft yellow cloth fall to the floor and pool around my feet.

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