Page 74 of Princes of Hollywood

Her gaze tries to leave mine.

“Eyes on me, mouse. We’ve all seen your hot little body. I won’t have you do anything you haven’t already done until we have a chance to discuss your limits.”

She nods and slips her shorts and panties down her legs. Her shirt and bra fall into the pile on the floor until she stands before us naked.

I hand the stack of papers to Aiden, who sets them on the island before returning to the table.

Her fingers twitch next to her thighs as I study her form. For her height, she has a curvy, slender body. Her breasts are full, and her nipples harden under my scrutiny.

I run my finger down her supple stomach, and she trembles beneath my touch.

“You tasted Roarke’s cum. Are you averse to giving blow jobs and swallowing?”

“No, sir.” She wets her lips and shifts slightly, rubbing her thighs together.

“What about cum on your body?” I trail my finger over her hip. “Do you want to wear our cum even if we can’t come inside you yet?”

She breathes out a shaky breath. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” I pat the table in front of me. “Sit.”

Her brow furrows slightly, but she climbs onto the table in front of me. Soon, I’ll be able to punish her for those slight hesitations. My hard cock twitches.

“Put your feet on my knees.”

She rests her feet on my knees and I open my legs to widen hers, opening her pussy up to my view. It glistens with her wetness.

“Lean down and open my pants, mouse.”

She shifts forward so she can reach my pants. I turn my head so my breath is on her ear. Shivering, she opens my fly.

“Take my cock out,” I order.

She bites her lip, but her small hand slides into my boxer briefs and wraps around my cock. I hiss out a breath as she pushes my underwear down. As she pulls me out, her hand remains wrapped around my cock.

“Stroke it, little mouse.”

Her breath catches as she runs her hand up my length to slide her thumb over my slit before pushing back down. I reach forward and tug on her nipple. She gasps, and I turn her face toward mine.

My lips crash down on hers, and she squeezes her fist around the base of me.

Fuck, this girl. She tastes like chocolate cake.

I grab her hair and tug her head back. “You need a safe word, little mouse.”

Her brown eyes meet mine. “Home.”

“Good girl. Let go and lie back on the table.”

She does as she’s told so beautifully.

“Do you want to wait to suck cock, mouse?” I stroke my hands down her inner thighs toward her pussy. Her thighs quiver beneath my touch.

“No, sir.”

I slide my hands to her folds and hold her open for me.

“Good answer.” I lift my gaze and lock on Aiden. “Aiden.”

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