Page 52 of Filthy Hot Prince

Fuck it.

“You’ll do anything, sweet one?”

Valeria nodded, “Anything, Khalid.”

I smirked at her, cupping her face and caressing her cheek.

Looks like she would be apologizing to me all night.

Valeria

I leaned into his large hand, closing my eyes at his gentle, warm touch. I was glad that I could make up to Khalid somehow, no matter the cost. I would do anything he asked—

“Open your mouth.”

I frowned, but parted my lips.

“Wider, Valeria,” he said, my legs clenching at the harsh edge of his voice. It was odd to find his angry voice a turn on as I did what he asked, parting my mouth wider.

I took a shuddering breath when he pressed two fingers inside my mouth, his hot breath fanning on my neck as he leaned closer.

“You will do anything?” He asked, his voice threateningly low and smoky.

I nodded, licking his fingers, tasting them.

“Good girl. Tell me to stop if you feel uncomfortable.”

I held my breath when he pulled out his fingers from my mouth, holding my hand and taking me to his bed. My heartbeat thundered in my chest.

Were we going to have sex?

“What are we doing?” I asked him, my voice soft.

“Not we, sweetheart.You.”

“Me?”

His fingers scrunched the hem of the nightgown and lifted it over my arms, baring my skin to him. I blushed hearing his low curse, his scorching gaze heavy on my skin.

“Yes,you,” he whispered, laying me on the bed on my stomach, positioning my ass towards him.

I bit my lip, my hair tickling my arms as I pressed my elbows on the soft mattress. I licked my lips, waiting in anticipation as Khalid placed a pillow underneath my hips.

“Khalid,” I said his name, squirming on the bed as my arousal increased.

I gasped when he pulled my cheeks apart and pressed two fingers over my slicked slit, rubbing them over my heated sex. “You are soaking already, sweet one. I haven’t even touched you properly.”

I hummed, pressing back on his hand, and gasped when delicious pain singed my butt to my core. Khalid spanked me again when I pushed myself on his hand.

“You said you want to make up for me, right?”

Despite the low threat in his voice, I found it incredibly hot. His warm breath fanned over my ear. “Then don’t cum until I tell you to.”

I wasn’t prepared for his firm hold on my thighs, the bed dipping as he blew cold air on my bare, heated sex. I whimpered, moaning his name as Khalid teased me with his fingers, kissing my wet heat with his warm mouth.

I felt him spread my lips open, his hot tongue pressing over my clit and giving a slow, long lick to my entrance. I was squirming, trying to push back towards him as my toes curled with his expert ministrations.

“You wanted to tease me, right?” He whispered hotly. “Thisis your punishment for what you did.”

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