His fingers are going to leave bruises as he forcefully guides me to meet his rhythm. I arch my back, lining my opening up with the tip of his dick and then flex my hips so that he slides inside my body. His tongue spears into my mouth, and his grip on my ass is nearly painful. Greedily, I slide up and down his length, letting him feel how hot he gets me. Since I was naked and waiting for him, it doesn’t take long for him to shove his boxers down, freeing his thick, eager cock. His lips press to mine, and he kisses me like he’s thankful for the most ridiculous gift. “That was the most ridiculous gift I’ve ever received.” “When I’m the one doing the torturing.” He tosses the coupon book away and grabs onto my neck, pulling me to him. “All of this sounds like torture if we’re being honest.” “I don’t eat candy,” he interrupts, flashing me his perfect white teeth. “There’s a really neat place where you can mix and match-” “You thought of everything, I see,” he remarks, his eyes back on the booklet. I can assure you, I’m never using this coupon.” A bedtime story, huh? A story about the big, bad wolf with his dick up Goldilocks’s ass?” “Hmm,” is all he says as he flips to the next page. “I could go to the spa and get a massage from someone qualified.” “A coupon for one free massage from Ash.” His eyes dart to mine, amusement dancing in them. His brow lifts in question as he pulls out a handmade booklet. I reach over to the nightstand and grab the envelope off the top. He rolls his eyes, making him seem much younger like Keaton. “Let’s see what the poor maid bought her boss,” he taunts, his fingers digging into my thighs as he roughly holds onto me. There can be no happily ever after between a maid and a prince, no matter what the stories say. I can’t blame him for making me fall in love. He’s never pretended to be anything other than that. Irrevocably.īut Winston isn’t a lover, he’s a business venture. I keep playing his twisted games, and I want to stay just as distant as he is. He's right in front of me, but he’s just as remote as my dreams of getting away from my stepbrothers. I crave him so badly I think I might be losing my mind. Winston Constantine is no prince charming. Start the Series today with Stroke of Midnight!
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