Page 102 of Filthy Hot Prince

I caressed her cheek, gazing at her bright green eyes. “For what?”

“Forthis. For being with me.”

My voice was firm when I replied, “You don’t have to thank me for being with you. You are more than my lover, Valeria. I am dating you and in a broader way that means, I am courting you.”

“Courting me?”

I rolled my eyes at her playful grin and kissed her forehead when the nurse came to check up on her. She would have to stay a few more days at the hospital, but I had talked to the doctor and I would be taking her to my apartment in London, where I would make sure Valeria was taken care of.

I would do more than just take care of her.

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Valeria

We stumbled into his bedroom,kissing and touching each other, gasping and moaning into each other’s mouth. I unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers removing my top and unclasping my bra.

“Shower,” I breathed, pulling him towards the shower.

I had been given a leave that day, my vision seventy percent clear while it got foggy in the morning. But I enjoyed having my vision back, being able to see people when I talk to them, see the different colors that I had missed and awing at Khalid’s talent when I had asked him to take me to his gallery.

“What are you doing?” Khalid whispered, his voice hot when I stripped him naked, pushing him into the shower stall and peppering his broad chest with kisses.

I gazed at him, his dark hazel eyes, his wet hair and sharp cheekbones. “I always wanted to touch you and take care of you like this.”

He smiled, full of adoration and lust. He rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip and whispered, “Ruin me if you wish to. I am allyours, Valeria.”

Words couldn’t convey how I felt so I decided to show it with my actions.

“So am I, Khalid,” I said, licking my lips. “Let me take care of you.”

I slowly pumped his hardened length, not believing that I tookthatmuch inside me. No wonder I always felt a little sore afterwards. Khalid Al Latif was packing.

I kissed and licked down his abs, loving the way his muscles tensed underneath my tongue. My eyes flickered at him when I lowered on my knees, slowly stroking him and sucked the thick head inside my mouth, humming at the taste of pre-cum.

“Fuck, Valeria,” Khalid groaned, craning his head back as I took more of him inside me, cupping and fondling his heavy balls. Arousal seeped out of me hearing the husky sounds of pleasure he made.

“S-stop,” he heaved, both of us wet with water as he pulled me up, kissing my lips sweetly. “I want to cum inside you.”

I nodded, my sex clenching. Before I could get out of the shower stall, he pulled me back, chuckling, “Let’s shower first. We have all night to ourselves, Valeria.”

I flushed, watching his large hands soap my body, touching me and teasing me until I squirmed in his arms. I returned his favor, lathering up his large body in soap and kissing the scars on his back.

“Show me how ready you are, Valeria,” Khalid whispered, hovering above me, both of us naked on his bed.

I spread my legs, my hands cupping my aching breasts as his eyes turned feral, looking between my thighs, my sex flushed and wet for him.

“Please fuck me, Khalid,” I said, watching him through my half-lidded eyes as he crawled over me. Kissing my legs, caressing my skin with his hand, licking my belly, biting my nipples.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in a kiss when he settled between my legs, rubbing the tip of his cock on my slicked lips and clit, teasing us both until he slowly slid inside me. My warm walls clenched around him as he swallowed my moans, allowing me to settle with his girth inside me.

I groaned when he reared back and slowly slid deeper inside me, his movements slow and hard. Khalid was taking his time with me, making me feel every inch of him as he slowly stretched me.

“My precious Valeria,” he moaned, kissing my lips clumsily before rolling us over.

I gasped when I felt his length going deeper inside me, my legs straddling him. Khalid groped my breasts, pinching the nipples and looking at me through his half-lidded obsidian eyes.

“Ride me, Valeria. Ride your Prince.”

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