The Royal Contract

1091 You

She tried to convince Zach to go home, but he would not budge. He insisted on staying for one more night and swore to leave early in the morning.

But how could she complain when she had a partner to help her with the chores and putting Edison to sleep? She might be recovering, but it was still exhausting to do all the housework herself.

“Thanks so much.” She said as she returned to the living room after making sure that Edison was fast asleep. “Aren’t you even tired?” She asked as she sat down on the couch while he picked up some remaining toys that Edison had left on the floor.

“A bit.” He admitted as he finally joined her and sat beside her. “But not yet sleepy. What about you?” He asked as he extended his hand on her shoulders, pulling her into his body.

“Tired but not sleepy as well.” She honestly answered him as she lay her head on his shoulders. “Do you want to watch a movie?” She asked since she could not think of anything else to say.

Besides, she had no idea what to do next as she waited for his answer. She had never had a real relationship, so this was a new experience for someone like her.

Should she invite him to sleep on her bed? Then, what? She suddenly felt awkward. But what about Edison? Would her son question why this man was sleeping in her room? But she could not ask him to sleep on the couch again.

“Sure.” He said as he took the remote from the side table and handed it to her. “Why don’t you choose?” He suggested as he pulled her back in his arms. But why did she feel disappointed upon hearing that?

Because watching a movie with him was not exactly what was on her mind. But how could she voice it out to him without sounding needy or desperate? She wanted him. Would it be wrong if she took the initiative? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ (f)ir(e).nᴇt

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“I think I change my mind.” She said, taking a deep breath as she put the remote down on the center table and faced him.

She could not stand hearing his fast heartbeat underneath her ears and yet not feel his touch on her skin. She was burning inside and had no idea how to extinguish the fire. Only he knew how. He was the only one who could help her.

“What do you mean?” He looked confused, but after a few seconds of looking into her eyes, he seemed to realize what was happening. He must have read it in her expression. Was she that transparent? Or was he as desperate as she was?

“I...” Suddenly, she seemed to lose her nerve as no words came out of her mouth. It was like the words bunched up in her throat.

She abruptly looked down at her hands as she stared at her nails, unable to look him in the eye. But before she could think of something else to say, he unexpectedly pulled her back to his arms, making her land on top of him.

With one swift scoop, he claimed her lips like a hungry man. No more words to explain what they wanted from each other. Their actions had been enough to tell them everything they needed to hear.

Eventually, his lips left hers, creating havoc along her skin as he descended from her neck to her throat and down to her partially exposed shoulders.

A soft moan escaped her lips as his hand found its way underneath her shirt, working its way up to the fleshy part of her chest. It was a sensation that had her wanting more as she closed her eyes to savor every tingling sensation his hand brought to her skin.

“I want you so much.” He said as he finally pulled his hand out of her shirt, making her disappointed by the feeling of such a loss. But it did not take long as he worked on removing her shirt instead, together with her bra.

Now, she felt exposed to his view, but it did not feel awkward. Somehow, it seemed like it was how it was supposed to be. Then, as if common sense instructed her, she pulled his shirt off his body, letting his shirt piled on the floor with hers.

Then, he kissed her again, pushing her back on the soft cushion of the sofa. But he did not linger long on her lips as he traveled on a downward part until he reached the richness of her mound.

Alternatively, his lips moved from one peak to the other, giving both parts of her breasts equal attention. She could only watch in amazement at how he used his tongue to set her on fire.

But he was not done yet as his hands started to skim her skin further down her body. She knew what was on his mind. And she was dying in anticipation.

“Wait!” But something clicked in her consciousness when he started to unbutton her pants. She could see the alarm in his eyes as if wondering if he had done something wrong. “Not here.” Quickly, she added, seeing the growing concern in his expression.

Without waiting for him to respond, she pushed him off her until she could stand and pulled him toward the bedroom. She remembered that Edison might suddenly come out of his room and find them on the sofa, making out. Or worse, having sex.

“Oh! Ok.” She saw the relief in his eyes when he realized what she had in mind. Immediately, he let her drag him into her room until they were safely behind the door.

But they did not make it to the bed when he suddenly pulled her and picked her up as if he could not wait a minute longer to have her. Then, she had her legs straddling him on the waist as he pushed her onto the hard surface behind her.

She could finally feel how much he wanted her as he sandwiched her between his hard body and the door. He kept kissing her lips, face, throat, and everywhere his lips could reach while one of his hands supported her weight while the other caressed her breast, not wanting them to feel neglected.

“What do you want?” Finally, he asked her as he pushed his entire weight toward her, making her bite her lip from the tremendous pressure it created inside her body.

Of course, she extremely craved to reach the peak of ecstasy. But only with him. “I want...” She took a big gulp of air as another wave of electricity coursed through her spine. “... You.”