A little while later, after Kingston had changed into his more formal attire, he tracked down Raoul and Brent in the surveillance room, talking with their heads together.“Sir,” Kingston said as he approached. “Any success last night?” Raoul shook his head and slammed a stack of files down on the table.“None I’m afraid… We turned up with nothing and didn’t even find a shipment that came in at midnight. We have nothing to use against them.” Kingston cursed.“I’m so sorry, sir. I thought I heard them correctly.”“I don’t have a single doubt about what you heard,” Raoul said. “I underestimated how sophisticated Thiago’s system is and how many hands he’s greased lately. We’ll keep trying to poke holes in his company. Sooner or later, something will show up. I just hope it’s not too late.”“Too late, sir? Too late for what?” he asked raising an eyebrow.“It would be ideal to stop him before Princess Romaine takes over, of course,” Raoul said. “One less thing
The bedside clock read three in the morning. Kingston was still in Romaine’s bed, keeping her in his arms. He could hear the deep, even breathing that was indicating Romaine was sound asleep. These days she was doing so much and sleeping so little, that he decided to stay with her the whole night, watching over her. As Romaine shifted against him, Kingston lifted his arm, allowing her to settle against his chest before he let himself hold her close again. Having her like this was so soothing… Listening to her breathing, and feeling the softness of her hair as he held her close was exactly what his soul needed. Romaine was firmly entrenched in his heart. A soft moan slipped past Romaine’s lips as she moved against him again, her lips pressing the bare flesh of his chest. Kingston clenched his teeth against the heated pleasure of her soft little tongue stroking over the flat, hard disc of his male nipple. Was he supposed to let her do this or wake
What she did to him before… She wanted to give him such pleasure and to experience such pleasure. She had been wide awake… for the most important part of it. Everything started as an erotic dream and finished in the most mind-blowing experience. When she slowly awoke, forgetting for a few brief moments where they were, and her problems, Romaine had touched him. Her hand sliding over his abdomen... Her body heating with need... Just as quickly, reality had tried to intrude. But Kingston was there, tense but quiet beneath her touch, letting her lead. He was her first lover, so she had never done that before… But being there with him, so close, filled her with so much hunger… hunger for him. She couldn’t bear the longing whipping through her, the emotions tearing into her heart, filling her soul. As she moved between his thighs, Romaine had expected him to dominate the act, to move her head as he wanted it, to hold her to him as he took over th
The next morning, Romaine awoke naked beneath the sheets with the memory of their wonderful, amazing, sexy night tryst still extremely fresh in her mind. The way he pleased her… The way she pleased him… How they’d made love… On Romaine’s lips appeared a very satisfied smile.“My King…” she whispered while she was touching herself thinking about him naked and aroused. “My love… My sexy, powerful love…” Romaine closed her eyes and sighed… The images of him taking her that morning, before leaving her room were still making her hot… He’d risen to leave before morning… she woke up, too, and one kiss led to another until he was buried inside her, making slow, sweet love to her once again, showing her what he felt but might never say out loud. She pulled aside the sheets and started to pinch her breasts, imagining it was Kingston doing it… Then slowly, she slid her hand down her abdomen, the tips of her fingers stopping between her thighs. She started to stroke
Maxim flipped through the pictures he had taken and grinned. There were plenty of good shots showing both their faces.“Man, I am so good at this! Maybe I should put this on the market too… The paparazzi would be more than eager to pay me good money to have pictures of the Crown Princess and her little bodyguard fucking in the garden, where everyone could see them…” His grin became even wider.“I’ll keep some of these shots for myself… And give Thiago just a few. He’ll have sufficient proof to use for his purposes,” Maxim said. “Let’s see how the mighty Kingston Rossdale is going to come out of this shit! Okay, it’s time to call the boss.” He tucked the camera back into his suit jacket and pulled out his cell.“Hello, sir, it’s me,” he said when Thiago answered. “I have something that might be of interest to you.”“‘How much interest?’”“You said you wanted to bring Princess Romaine down? Well, you will be able to do that sooner rather than later. Where d
Kingston leered at her and let his heated gaze roam her body from her head to her toes until Romaine shivered.“Yeah, baby, they do… with good reason. Come on.” There were several men in perfectly tailored suits sitting in a booth towards the end of the balcony. Ladies with long, flowing blonde hair surrounded them, and Kingston and Romaine paused and walked to the railing as if they were watching the crowd. A man passed by and asked for their passes. Romaine showed them while Kingston asked Iker if he had anything yet.“There’s a man up there… It's supposed to be one of the suppliers,” Iker answered. “The bartender said he’s here every Tuesday and Thursday nights, sits at the end booth.”“What’s his description?”“Buzzed head, tattoo on his neck, and has a fetish for… feathers.” Kingston raised an eyebrow, and Romaine laughed.“Feathers? Seriously?” She leaned back with Kingston, and when he saw the man in the center of the booth, two
Romaine watched as Kingston walked towards her, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes transfixed on her hand between her legs. His eyes darkened with each step he took until he stood next to her. The bulge in his jeans made her even wetter than she already was. Dancing with him at that club had made her blood boil, grinding against him as he gripped her ass hard in those hands. It made her almost want to go back to that first club, claim a booth, and let others hear her moans of pleasure as Kingston took her hard and fast. Kingston wanted to conquer her. She saw it in the way his hands twitched at his sides, hungry to touch her. When he knelt beside her, she moved her hand away, hungry to feel his fingers deep inside her or just stroking her clit. But Kingston’s hand took the hand that she used between her legs, brought it to his mouth, and flicked his tongue out to taste. He licked her finger like a lollipop and then placed it on her mound.“No
“Romy…” Kingston said knowing what she had in mind… again. “Baby, no…”“Shhh…” she whispered and her lips followed her tongue, covering the member’s head. Moaning, Romaine drew it into her mouth. Her tongue flickered over the underside as she sucked him in, crazy about the feel and the taste of him in her mouth. She had already taken him before, but somehow, she was hungry for him again. It was a hunger she could only associate to Kingston. Not to a drug. Not to anything unnatural. Needing Kingston was as natural as the land needing rain, or flowers needing sunshine. It was imperative. It was the key to survival. Drawing back, Romaine surveyed the slick wetness she had left on the tip, laved over it again with her tongue, and gloried in the hard groan that echoed from his chest.“I’m so wet, King… So, so wet…” She lifted her head and stared up at Kingston, aroused past the point of sanity.“I need you inside me… now…”“Hell!” He laid h