Chapter 9
CHAPTER 9
Ben
Never hook up with a princess.
We hadn’t even actually fucked, yet everyone who came before her suddenly became faceless, and I didn’t want to think about anyone coming after either. I was cautious as to who I let into my life. David had warned me not to get in too deep with Pilar, and now that I’d gotten a taste, I was fucked. Literally and figuratively.
“That was…” Pilar licked her lips, a bright blush on her face as she looked down at the floor.
“Legendary.”
“Yes.” She looked at me, laughing lightly. “Legendary.”
She had put on another bikini with a mesh coverup. And I now wore a white robe. I figured I could walk back to my villa dressed in it, and people would only think I was at the spa. No paparazzi were allowed on this part of the island. They had been given strict orders not to bother us, as this was one of the only places in the world we could come to pretend everything was normal. Nobody else here would judge. We were all doing the same things, after all.
“I have a meeting in a bit.” I stood up and walked over to her. She was biting her lip, looking down again. I lifted her chin so she could look at me. “That was the most amazing experience of my life.”
“You’re just saying that.” She tried to move, to look away, but I kept her head in place.
“I would never just say that. I don’t have to pretend. With anyone.” I kissed her. It was meant to be a quick peck, but it deepened quickly. I walked forward, she stepped back, crashing into the dresser behind her. My cock was already getting hard again. “I want you.”
“I don’t have condoms,” she whispered against my lips.
“I’ll buy some.”
“And then you’ll come back?”
“Are you inviting me to lick you again, Your Highness?”
“Don’t call me that,” she whispered.
“Why not?” I brought my hand to her thigh, lifting up the dress thing she wore and stopping at her bottoms. “It makes you wet.”
“It does not.”
“No?” I moved my fingers and slid them into her suit. She was so fucking wet. “Princess?”
She moved, pressing herself against me. “Just do it.”
“Do what?”
“Put your fingers inside me.”
“Because you’re wet, Your Highness?”
“Oh my…God!” She screamed when I put my fingers inside her and used my thumb on her clit. She was so fucking sensitive, this woman. It was the ultimate turn on. It was everything I knew she’d be. But fuck, the reality was so much hotter. She let her head fall back, leaving her neck exposed. I licked her there while my fingers worked her. She was close. I knew she was. She panted my name.
“Ben. I’m going to…” she said. “I really want you to fuck me. Please. We’re both clean.”
It was a hard no, me fucking anyone without a condom. I trusted her. I believed her when she said that she was on the pill and clean, but I couldn’t do it. No matter how much I wanted to. I just couldn’t. I wouldn’t. She was gasping for air, begging for my cock as she found release. I waited for her to come down from the orgasm before stepping away fully and looking at her. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. I kissed the tip of her nose.
“I’ll be back later. With condoms,” I promised.
“I can’t wait.” She smiled. A real one. A shy expression.
The best kind in the world.
With that, I turned and left. I walked to my villa, phone in one hand, dirty clothes in the other when I looked up and spotted David with his arms crossed.
“You fucked her, didn’t you?”
“I used her shower is all.”
“What’s wrong with yours?” He followed behind me as I walked into the villa, tossing the dirty clothes by the laundry room as I passed.
“I’m not sure. Haven’t used it today.”
“You wanker. I told you not to fuck her. I told you not to?—”
“I know what you said.” I put up a hand. “Pilar is a grown woman. She makes her own choices, and she happened to approach me about this.”
“Did she? So you have an arrangement now? You signed a non-disclosure agreement with the Crown?”
“No.” I frowned. “They don’t make you sign an NDA.”
“This is a mistake, Ben.”
“So you’ve said.” I took off the robe and started to get dressed for my interview. “I’m telling you, it’s fine.”
“Okay. If this blows up in your face, I’m not going to help do damage control.”
“Yes, you are.” I winked at him. “I pay you too much for you not to do damage control.”
“Wanker.” He walked out of the room, shaking his head. A second later, he called out, “Ring your mother. She’s been calling.”
I sighed heavily. I loved my mom to pieces, but she was the last person I wanted to call after having mind-blowing oral sex, and David knew that. Asshole.