J. Cooper - Finding My Prince Charming

“I could have taken them off if you’d wanted me to.” Xavier’s voice made me jump and I looked over at him with a flush.

“I didn’t want,” I snapped.

“I’m guessing drunk, happy Lola is gone?” He smiled at me as he stretched, and I tried not to stare at his pecs.

“I wasn’t drunk.” I pulled the sheet up to my waist and he laughed.

“Whatever you say.” His fingers reached over to me and ran down my cheek. “You look very beautiful in the morning.”

“Thank you,” I swallowed hard at stared at his face. His morning stubble was sexy as hell and his hair was unruly. I wanted to reach over and pat it down, but I didn’t.

“I could really kiss those juicy lips of yours right now.” He moved closer to me, and I found myself staring straight into his bright green irises.

“Please don’t,” I whispered as his lips crushed down on mine. He tasted warm and sweet and I melted against him. His fingers ran through my hair and I wrapped my arms around his waist. His tongue entered my mouth and I sucked it eagerly. All thoughts of him being an ass and this being an inappropriate moment fled my mind. When Xavier kissed me I felt like I was soaring in the air. There was no dislike or care about his superior attitude. All I felt was warmth and lust burning through to my soul. I needed to consume and be consumed by this man. I wanted to taste every inch of him. I wanted to feel every particle of skin. I wanted him to touch me all over until the shivering of my body erupted in a sea of emotion and pleasure.

I ran my fingers down his back and he groaned and pushed me back and rolled over on top of me. “You taste so sweet in the morning,” he growled against my lips.

“I didn’t brush my teeth yet.” I tried to pull back, but he was having none of it.

“Your skin is so sweet and silky. I want to taste you.” His lips fled to my neck.

I lay back and ran my fingers through his silky locks, enjoying the way he groaned against my neck as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“What are you doing to me?” He kissed further down my neck and undid the first few buttons on his shirt before kissing the valley between my breasts. “You taste like warm sunshine and sex.” He grunted as his fingers ripped apart more buttons until the shirt was gaping open.

“I’ve never tasted something so sweet.”

“What about chocolate?” I smiled at him and he looked at me with a bright light in his eyes.

“Chocolate pales in comparison,” he licked my belly button and then kissed back up my stomach. I sat forward as his fingers reached behind my back and undid my bra. He pulled off the shirt and then threw my bra to the floor. His lips immediately fell to my breast and he took my nipple in his mouth gingerly and sucked hard. I cried out as a dart of pure pleasure ran through me.

“Oh,” I cried out as his fingers pinched my other nipple.

His mouth swapped places with his fingers and he started to gently suck on my other nipple. My brain felt hazy and all I could think about was the pleasure swelling in my stomach. I ran my fingers down his back and he bit down on my nipple and tugged.

“Oh,” I cried out and my nails dug into his skin deeper.

“There’s nothing like morning sex,” he whispered against my skin, and I knew I should pull away from him, but I couldn’t resist his touch. His lips left my skin tingling and my whole body was on fire. I was scorching inside and out and only he could put out the flames. “I wanted to take your panties off so badly last night,” he groaned as he kissed down to the tops of my panties.

“Then why didn’t you?”

“I didn’t want you to think I was taking advantage of you. I wanted our love making to be one-hundred percent consensual.” His teeth bit into my panties and he tugged. “And I wanted to make sure you remembered every second of it.”

“Is it only going to last seconds?” I looked down at him and then held my breath.

“What do you think?”

“I think that it might last minutes.” I stared at him and grinned.

“I’ll give you minutes.” He growled and pulled my panties all the way down.

“What are you doing?” I moaned as I felt his lips kissing up my thighs.

“I’m going to make you wish you never played with me.”

“I didn’t play with you.” I gasped as his lips moved to my core. I felt his tongue run down the length of me and then he sucked down on my clit. “Ooh!” I cried out as his tongued licked the folds of my pussy. “Xavier,” I groaned as his tongue dipped inside of me and licked my clit again.

“I told you that I’m not going to stop until I’m sure you’re going to remember every second of being with me.”

“Please,” I groaned as he sucked on my clit again. I ran my fingers to his back and closed my eyes. I spread my legs wider hoping his tongue would enter me again.

Knock, knock.

“Room service,” a man called out.

“Argh,” Xavier looked up with an annoyed expression, and I sighed. His tongue had felt marvelous against me.

“Room service.” The man knocked on the door again.

“I’m coming.” Xavier called out and then grinned at me. He once again buried his face in my pussy and sucked on my clit. My fingers grabbed the sheets and I closed my eyes. The feeling was so heady and wonderful.

Then we heard the door open; it happened so fast that neither one of us was able to react quickly enough.

“Where would sir like the tray?” The man walked into the room with a tray and gaped at us. I blushed as I realized the sight we made. Me naked on the bed with Xavier’s head between my legs.

“What are you doing?” Xavier jumped up angrily and I grabbed the sheet over my body.

“You said come in.” The man stared at us with wide eyes.

“I said I’m coming.” Xavier’s voice rose and he glared at the man. “Get out.”

“Yes, sir.” The room service attendant stuttered and gave me one last glance before retreating.

“I’m sorry about that.” Xavier walked back to the bed. “I’m sorry we were interrupted.”

“That’s okay.” I stared at him with a bright red face. “Maybe we should just get ready.”

“What?” He frowned.

“This was a mistake. Let’s just shower and head out.” I avoided his stare. I wasn’t sure why I had changed my mind. Maybe it was seeing he look of shock on the attendant’s face. Maybe it was because I knew I was starting to fall for Xavier and I knew casual sex wasn’t something I could do without starting to grow attached.

“I want to make love to you, Lola.” His arms pulled me towards him and I swallowed hard and the look of unbridled lust in his eyes.

“Not now.” I shook my head and rushed into the shower. I could feel his eyes on my back and I knew that he was frustrated. Part of me wanted to run back to him because I was frustrated as well, but I knew that I couldn’t just give in to him.

“That was my brother on the phone.” Xavier stared at me with an angry expression as I walked out of the bathroom in a pair of shorts and t-shirt.

“Sebastian?” I ignored his anger as I wasn’t sure if he was still upset I’d changed my mind. I knew all it would take was one kiss and touch and I’d be back in his bed.

“Who else?” he snapped.

“I don’t know if you have another brother.” I turned away from him.

“We’re in the papers.”

“Huh?” I turned back around and frowned. “What papers?”

“We’re front page news in all the tabloids.” He sighed. “Remember all the paparazzi last night?”

“I guess.” I shrugged. “What did they say?”

“They said the playboy prince has found a new love,” he spat out.