The Prince's Obsession Novels & Stories

He realised. Why did he agree to spend the last two hours in her sole company? Fuck. As if he wasn’t already trying to keep his control. The Prince really wanted to twine his hands into the mess of her gorgeous locks, cascading down her back. He also wanted to dance his fingers down the curve of her spine and slide them underneath her top. What the fuck was wrong with him?

But whenever they sees him, they welcomed him with plenty of free foods. Yi-Xiu’s handsomely good looks didn’t just melts the neighbours’ heart. But because of how handsome he was, he was known as the prince of Tien-Hua High School. Often, he’ll receive secret admirer gifts from his fan clubs. Most of the time he’ll keep them to bring home to his sister, because he knew Wang Yi-An would like those type of gifts.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

But she looked better and happier and full of life". "Em," Athena called out. "What's the prince up to these days it's all over the news he is seeing someone new," she said trying to get something out of me. "I don't know ". "He was caught on camera with a strange woman last night " Aunt Athena had been the one to always read entertainment news and what goes on she probably will be the one to find out when she gets pregnant. she has to be careful without having to spill everything on her.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

"I can't believe it. Ms. Emerson's fixation with birthmarks at the casino was so intense that having the right one could skyrocket you to the top." I fought to stay awake, but my body kept slipping further down. Blood was gushing from the back of my head, and I knew I could not last much longer. "What... What are you planning to do..." Madness flickered across his face, and he spoke with his chest heaving wildly, "I got it all wrong. I thought she just wanted a boy toy... No, I can't let you get ahead. "If you do, you'll never forgive me... just like I can't forgive you!"

Outside the narrow window the city lights blurred through the rain and the gala noise filtered up faintly from the floors below, distant enough to make this room feel like its own separate world. Six days, I thought. Six days and then he tells me everything. Six days and then— "You're doing it again," I said. "You keep looking at me first," he said. Flat. Accurate. I looked at my notebook. He was right, which was the most irritating possible thing he could be. I had been looking first for weeks. The formal. The courtyard. The library table every evening for three months. I had been telling myself it was observation, assessment, the natural attention you gave to a variable in your environment