“Ow.” I cried out as his teeth bit down harder. “What are you doing?”

“I’m showing you that I can give you pleasure and pain.” He looked up at me with teasing eyes. “Ultimately, I want to give you pleasure, but I will go through whatever modes of transport that I need to, to get you there.”

“I think not, I don’t want. Oh.” I cried out as his hand grabbed my other breast and his fingers squeezed my other nipple gently as he nibbled on the other one. It felt like the sweetest sort of pleasure and I could feel my panties growing wet.

“You don’t want what?” He grinned as he pulled away from me and then looked at his watch. “We should shower now. Dinner will be served soon.”

“Is that shower as in, we both shower or by ourselves?” I bent down and grabbed my bra as I spoke. I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know what to think either. I figured there was no point in lying to myself. I liked Xavier, I was attracted to him, and I did want to be with him. However, I didn’t really know what that meant in the scheme of things. What did he really want from me? Who did he see me as? I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that he liked me as a fiancée. I knew that he wasn’t secretly pining over wanting to be with me. But what happened after a week? What happened when we had a week of fun and everyone realized that I wasn’t really his fiancée? How would I feel if he discarded me like a piece of trash? I could lie to myself and tell myself I would be fine, but I wasn’t so sure. I’d come into all of this with an idea and a plan and now I wasn’t so sure if I really knew what I’d gotten myself into.

“I’d love for us to shower together.” He pulled his pants off. “And maybe a quickie in the shower before—”

“No.” I shook my head. “You go ahead. I need to call Anna.”

“Oh.” He frowned. “I was very much looking forward to some sex.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you were. That’s not my problem.”

“A lady doesn’t talk back to a prince.”

“It’s a good thing I’m not a lady then, isn’t it.”

“Why do you constantly challenge me, Lola? Isn’t it tiring to always be so disagreeable?”

“Is that a joke?” I laughed at him. “There’s no way you’re calling me the disagreeable one.”

“I think you’ll find that I’m not disagreeable at all.”

“You know what’s funny?” I walked towards the bed and sat on the mattress and stared at him.

“What’s funny?”

“Being here, in this palace with you is so much more different than I thought it was going to be. I thought that I’d be all overwhelmed by everything, but actually it’s quite the opposite. Being here with you makes me see you differently. It makes me see you as an equal, okay, not an equal, but just like a regular guy.”

“Regular guy?” He raised an eyebrow at me and I stared at his naked torso in front of me, trying not to run into his arms. Okay, maybe I had really worded that incorrectly. There was nothing regular about him. His body was toned and magnificent. My eyes followed down his chest to his abs and then to his hard c**k that was standing to attention. I quickly looked down and stared at his muscular thighs and calves. How was it fair for him to have such a perfect body? He stood there looking so casual and cool, as if it were entirely natural for him to be standing there naked.

“You know what I mean.” I swallowed hard. “I mean it’s kinda hard to feel in over your head when the guy you’re with is arguing with his mom, even if his mom is a Queen.”

“I’m glad you feel comfortable around me.” He stepped towards me, his c**k swinging and I jumped up off of the bed.

“I need to make my call now. You better shower.”

“Little Lola is scared of me.” He laughed and stopped. “I guess you’re not that comfortable.” He murmured as he walked towards the bathroom.

“I guess you’re not that big.” I whispered under my tongue as I pulled my shirt on. “What are you doing?” I squealed as I felt his arms around me picking me up and carrying me onto the bed. He dropped me onto the mattress and then pinned my arms back next to my head as he climbed on top of me.

“Showing you just how big I am.” His eyes glinted down into mine and I felt his c**k rubbing against my body.

“Xavier.” I gasped as he let go of my arms and pulled me up slowly. “What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” He winked at me and positioned his c**k next to my mouth, rubbing the tip of it against my lips.

“I,” I spoke and my eyes widened as I felt him push the tip into my mouth. I licked it slowly delighting in the salty taste of his skin against my tongue. I wrapped my lips around him and he pushed himself slowly into my mouth, our eyes never leaving each other. I could feel myself starting to gag as he continued to push himself into my mouth. I opened up my mouth wider to see if I could take any more of him into my mouth when he pulled himself out swiftly and laughed and jumped off of the bed.

“I don’t think you’ll be making that comment again, will you Lola?”

“You’re a jerk.” I sat up, my head spinning as I licked my lips.

“I guess you like jerks then, don’t you, Lola?”

“Whatever.” I shook my head and he grinned at me.

“Go and make your call and I’m going to shower. Make sure to eat a hearty dinner, I have a long night prepared for us tonight.”