The door closed and I bit my lip as I shed the uniform I wore every day to work. I stepped out of the skirt and made a pile with my bra and panties on top. I fluffed the pillows and remade the bed before sliding between the sheets.

There was something sensual about waiting for Cor naked in his bed. I didn’t think it was food I was actually hungry for. It was him. I needed his skin sliding against mine. The sound of his breath in my ear. The predator look in his eyes that made me knees weak.

I didn’t really care about my salad or if I ever ate. I wanted this man. I wanted the night he promised me. Because somewhere in the back of my head, I knew it was the only night like this we would have.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew every royal law and code that existed. What he was proposing was strictly forbidden, and I wasn’t about to throw away a life of training and devotion so he could ruin his title.

But for tonight, I wasn’t going to wallow. I was going to enjoy.

I was going to savor my dessert.

I heard Corbin’s voice through the door. I sat forward, listening to his conversation with the server and then the utter horror spilled through me. That wasn’t a server. That was Wallace in the residence. Holy shit.

I didn’t know whether to duck under the covers or run to the closet. If for some reason he walked into the prince’s bedroom, he’d see my employee uniform. He would know there was a manager sleeping with Corbin.

It wasn’t like I was the only option. There was Cosette. And then of course the new girl Colette who had started on Prince Henri’s staff. Was I praying that Corbin’s man whore reputation would lead Wallace away from suspecting me?

Whatever I did, I had to hide the clothes. I was careful not to make any noise as I tiptoed to the bathroom with the garments. I looked up and saw my reflection. I was naked, sneaking in the prince’s suite with evidence of our indiscretion. What in the hell had happened today?

I jumped when Corbin appeared behind me.

“There you are.” He curled his hands around my waist, shoving the clothes to the floor.

“That was Wallace.”

He nodded. “It was. He’s gone.” His hands traveled over my hipbones and between my legs.

“What was that about?” I stared at Corbin in the mirror. He kissed my neck.

“Something about the ambassador. Can’t locate my manager.”

I froze. “What? He’s looking for me?”

Corbin’s hands roamed my body. I watched in amazement as he navigated my curves like an expert. “Shh…I took care of Wallace.”

“He’s my boss, Cor.” But the strength in my voice turned to a whimper when he pried my slit apart and began to massage my swollen pussy.

“I’m your boss, princess.”

I closed my eyes. I didn’t know what to think. What to feel. I wasn’t going to win a war when my heart and head were battling each other.

“I serve at the pleasure of the royal household,” I whispered. “Wallace can transfer me tomorrow. You know that.”

His eyes flared. “No he can’t. You’re not going anywhere.”

I looked down as his hands wrapped around my wrists. He led me to the counter, placing my palms on the marble surface. My gaze drifted upward in the mirror. He towered behind me. God, he was so strong and broad. His shoulders were like massive boulders. His arms ripped from daily workouts. And yet there was something graceful when he moved. It had to be the swimmer in him. He dripped with sex appeal.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him when he pushed his cock to my entrance. I wiggled back into him, wanting more. Wanting it all at once. I was already hot and wet. Soaking for this man I didn’t think I could live without.

The heel of his hand made a path down my spine until he reached my ass. “You are so beautiful, Elena.” His eyes flickered.

My lips parted as he sank into me. “Ohh.”

He grinned. “And sexy.” He slammed into me and my breasts bounced at the impact.

I pushed into the counter, wanting more resistance, sending my hips upward, hiking my ass higher in the air.

“Fuck,” he growled.

My eyes wanted to close. I wanted to get lost in this. I wanted to catapult through sensations, but his eyes were locked on mine. I watched him take me over and over. My skin was flushed. My hair was tumbling in waves around me, and I’d never felt more beautiful or wanted.

It was what I always thought it would be like with him. What complete adoration would feel like. He thrust inside me, groaning with pleasure.

“Oh Cor,” I whimpered. My knees were shaking. I didn’t know how much longer I could stand on my feet. My orgasm was barely at bay. He brought it to the surface with another thrust.

I shook as he pumped in and out of me. “Oh. Oh. Oh,” I cried before the deluge of heated pulses consumed my body.

“Oh, baby. So fucking sexy.” He soared inside me and I knew he was cresting at the top of his climax.

He gripped my hips with urgent need as his cock thumped inside my walls with his release.

“Oh shit, Elena.” He breathed raspy breaths.

I gasped for air. “I know.”

He brought me into his arms, twirling me toward him. His mouth covered mine in a passionate kiss.

“I’m sure there’s food out there by now.” He grinned.

“Oh God? Did the server hear us?”

He shrugged. “I don’t give a shit.”

I knew he stopped short of saying they had heard him with other women before. He kissed me on the temple. “I like how you sound when you’re fucking.” He grinned.

I blushed. “Thank you?”

“We need food and showers. Maybe more games after that?”

I giggled, following him back to the bedroom. “You want to play trivia again?”

He stopped in mid-stride.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I’m sorry for yesterday.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I was an ass to you.” He tossed a T-shirt to me. “I wanted to tell you about the letter last night. And things were different. I couldn’t tell you.”

“Different? How so?” I pulled the shirt over my head. I liked wearing his clothes.

“I couldn’t take my eyes off you. And it was distracting. And that stunt you pulled in my closet not wearing anything.”

“You walked in on me.”

“Not completely by accident.” He winked. “And not disappointed.”

I pinched my lips together. “Nothing like being the prince’s sex toy.”

He laughed. “That’s the last thing you are to me. You’ve been my advisor. My sounding board. My very wise council. And when I let you, my friend.” His eyes softened. “And yesterday, I think that started to come in focus like it never had.”

I nodded. I knew exactly what he meant. It was different. No matter how I fought it, or tried to ignore it, my feelings for him and doubled.

He wrapped his hands around my waist. “And once I couldn’t take my eyes off you, I couldn’t look at you the same way. That genie was out of the bottle, baby.”

“Really?” I searched his eyes.

“Really. I will never see you as Elena DuBois, royal manager.”

“How do you see me?” I whispered.

“As my princess.” His lips crushed mine and I melted into his arms.