CHAPTER 18
Cort
“How is the pasta?”
I watched as Teagan twirled a large clump of the fettuccine around her fork and took a big bite. I had rarely seen a girl eat like she did. She had a very healthy appetite, and she was not afraid to chow down. It was sexy. Most of the women I’d dated were always concerned with being totally prim and proper and afraid to touch much more than a salad. This was refreshing.
“It’s wonderful,” Teagan said. She took a sip of her red wine.
Noticing that her glass was almost empty, I took the liberty of refilling it.
Teagan laughed. “You aren’t trying to get me drunk, are you?” Teagan asked.
“Maybe,” I replied. “There is no sense letting the perfect wine go to waste.”
“Merlot is my favorite,” Teagan said.
“Mine too. I’ve never cared much for white wine,” I said.
Teagan nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it feels like it’s missing that extra something.”
I glanced around the restaurant. It was nice and quiet tonight, but busy enough to keep things interesting. The paparazzi had been just as wild as I’d expected when I arrived at the restaurant after picking up Teagan at her hotel. I hoped the vultures didn’t start stalking her there, but it was probably unavoidable. Besides, I figured she’d never really had the star treatment before and she might take a bit of a shine to it.
Plus, I had something special planned tonight, and I doubted Teagan would be sleeping in her hotel. If all went well, anyway.
I’d been wrestling with a decision all day long, ever since the fantastic afternoon I’d spent with Teagan in the gym. The lovemaking, just being together, and the conversation that just flowed so perfectly between us. It was like nothing I had ever experienced.
I’d hinted at my plans when we were together. She was asking me about my past love and how I felt about her and his situation. I had to give her credit that she was probing in a very roundabout way. The woman was tremendously smart. That was one of the things I loved most about her.
Now that I thought about it, I knew that I was going to ask Teagan to be his wife the moment I saw her standing in the gym. There was no way around it; I loved her. I knew that my feelings had nothing to do with the stipulation I was facing if he wanted to succeed his father and become king. That would be an added bonus of course, but I wanted to marry Teagan either way.
I was nervous as hell about what she would say. What would she think? It was pretty obvious that she would wonder how I really felt and if I was asking her to marry me just because of his situation. I would have to convince her that my love for her was real and I had no ulterior motives whatsoever. I just wanted to be with her. I truly honestly did. I would give up everything to be with her if that was what it took to convince her.
If I had to, I would renounce his family and his title.
“I have to admit, this is the nicest meal I’ve ever had,” Teagan said.
“Really? Well, I think you should get used to it,” I replied with a smile.
Teagan blushed. “Oh, I’m sure you will be tired of me soon enough,” she teased.
“That’s impossible,” I said. Teagan locked eyes with him, and I hoped she could tell that I was dead serious about that.
“What was it like dating as a teenager for you? I imagine it must have been hard, being with people your own age. Did you go to regular school?”
“I did,” I said. “I didn’t have to. I could have just studied with tutors, but I wanted to experience a normal childhood. And for the most part, I did. I mean, when you are six years old your peers don’t care that you are a prince. They don’t really even get what that means. And by the time they did understand, I was just one of them, so it wasn’t really weird.”
“That’s awesome,” Teagan said.
“Yeah, it was difficult though because the hours of a regular school day cut into my other training. When I was old enough, I basically had to start sitting in on meetings and learning about what it means to be prince and what my duties would one day be. But I still think I made the right decision.”
“I can’t even begin to imagine what that must have been like.”
I smiled and took a bite of my steak. It was cooked to perfection.
I glanced over at Teagan and watched her eating her pasta. She dribbled a bit on her chin. Before she could wipe it off with her napkin, I swiped it with my finger and tasted it, bringing it up to his mouth slowly.
“That’s delicious,” I said.
“I know, right?” Teagan replied.
“I meant you.”
Teagan smiled. “That was smooth.”
“I know,” I agreed. “I have skills.”
“I have a few sexy moves too,” Teagan said. She had a naughty look in her eye and I felt my pants get a little tighter.
Suddenly her hand was on my cock, pushing gently against it, making it harder in between her fingers.
I inhaled slowly allowing the sensation to move through me, trying not to draw attention to myself, even while I wanted to release a pent-up moan. Her hand started to move up and down my shaft, pressing just firm enough and teasing me. Teagan was giggling as quietly as she could, but she was massively enjoying herself.
“Well, this is not fair,” I said with a smile.
“Oh, this is not a game baby,” Teagan said.
Baby. It sounded so sexy when she called me that, those syllables floating off her beautiful lips. I loved the affection behind it.
I moved my hips forward slightly, increasing the pressure. It felt so good to have her small, dainty fingers moving against my cock. And added to that, she was now licking her lips discreetly, and giving me the “fuck me” eyes.
I wondered if I could get away with the same. I casually moved my hand under the table and glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention. I wouldn’t underestimate some paparazzo being disguised as a waiter just to take some indiscriminate pictures of the prince. I didn’t notice anyone, but if they were there, they were going to get more than they bargained for tonight.
I slid my hand swiftly up Teagan’s legs and right under her skirt. The look of shock on her face was priceless, especially the moment my fingers pressed against her clit. I could feel a bit of moisture through the fabric on my fingers as I moved them slightly. I felt my pants get tighter and I adjusted myself slightly underneath the table.
I needed to find someplace to take her.
“Wow, now who isn’t playing by the rules,” Teagan said.
“I think we are inventing the game as we go,” I replied.
My hand was working its way harder against her, feeding her lust. I could see the desire growing wild in her beautiful eyes.
Then she pulled a game changer.
Teagan carefully reached under the table. I wasn’t sure what she was up to until I felt her panties sliding past his fingers and moving down her thighs. With the pressure, my fingers were now sliding into the sweet, succulent wetness between her smooth, sexy thighs.
Teagan inhaled deeply, her face showing the expression of a woman who was being turned on past the point of no return. I was going to satisfy that lust soon; she didn’t have to worry about that. But I was going to play around and have some fun first.
She was now moving against his hand, adjusting her body so my fingers would enter her at just the right spot. At the same time, she was pushing against my rock-hard cock, and I felt that he might blow at any moment, but he didn’t want to finish yet. I did not want to finish here.
“Wow, this is different,” Cort said.
Teagan smiled widely. “You can’t tell me this is the first time you’ve done this…” she moaned.
Her voice was just above a whisper. It was low, growling, and seductive.
“Not to this level,” I said. “You are truly a master.”
Teagan unzipped my pants and moved her hands inside so that both of them were moving up and down my cock.
I was going to blow. There was no way I could hold it.
The climax swept over me with an awesome wave of tension and pressure buildup that released into her hands as he tried to keep his voice down.
A moment after his sweet release, the waiter came and asked him if there was anything else he could do for them.
“No. I believe just the check will do,” I replied.
Teagan laughed as the waiter walked away. Teagan moved her hands and wiped them on her napkin. I pulled her body closer to mine in the booth and whispered in her ear as I continued to move my fingers in and out.
“I’m going to make you come,” I said.
Teagan giggled.
I pushed my thumb on her clit as start to rub as I continued to move my fingers in and out of her.
She leaned her head on my shoulder as way to muffle her moans, and I wanted nothing more to make her scream.
I continued to move my hand faster and faster as I felt her whole body start to shake. I pulled her body closer to mine and she bit my neck to stifle he screams. Her whole body was shaking underneath my touch.
Just as she finished the waiter brought us our bill.
Teagan sat up from my shoulder and a blush creeped up her skin.
“I hope you have a wonderful evening,” the waiter said.
I turned to look at Teagan.
“Oh, we will.”