Prince Pucking Charming

“You’ll regret this,” Ted grunts.

I wave him off, and he climbs up the bleachers until he finds an open seat.

“Thank you for defending us,” Lila says under her breath. “But Ted has connections in this city.”

“So, do I.”

She bites her lip and nods. “I hope Ted doesn’t do anything stupid.”

I consider her wo

rds for a second. Ted is the Chief of Staff for Senator Robert Banks, which makes Ted sort of a big deal in D.C. In recent years, politics have played a big part in American sports. Maybe that wasn’t the best idea to piss off one of my—now former—biggest fan.

Chapter Twenty-One

Duke

Waking up next to Lila is the best feeling in the world. Until I met her, I had thought my team winning the Stanley Cup was the best high I would ever get. We won last year. Before my suspension, my team was on their way to another victory. But right now, Lila is the only thing I want to conquer.

I feel like I have waited my entire life for her. Lila and Max are the missing pieces to my messed-up puzzle. I didn’t know how much I needed love until I met her. I spent years of my childhood raising my siblings, and because of her, I realize how much I missed having a family.

Lila is in bed next to me, curled up on her side, her bare ass pressing against my hard cock. Lila purrs softly as she sleeps. Every sound this woman makes drives me wild. I slide my hand up her thigh, and she squirms. And by the time I make my slow exploration up to her breast, she rolls onto her back.

“Duke,” she whispers with one eye open. “I’m trying to sleep.”

I roll my thumb over her nipple. “You can sleep when you’re dead.”

Her laughter turns into moans as I massage the tiny bud between my fingers. Her eyes open, and she licks her lips.

“This isn’t a bad way to wake up,” she lilts.

I slip my hand between her legs, groaning when I feel how wet she is for me. Her body responds to the softest touch. Each thrust of my fingers rips a moan from her lips. She’s writhing against my hand, greedy and begging for more.

In one swift motion, I remove my fingers and lift her on top of me. Quickly, I reach for a condom, and seconds later, I’m inside her. This is the best feeling in the world, second to the way this beautiful woman loves me. She doesn’t have to say the words aloud for me to know that she feels it, too.

I rock my hips, digging my fingers into her side as she rides my cock. Her nails scratch my skin, clawing at me like a cat in heat. Lila screams my name, followed by a few curses. She’s so close I can feel it when her body trembles. Seconds later, her orgasm hits her hard, and I find my release not long after.

Out of breath, Lila collapses on top of my sweaty chest. She hooks her arms around my neck, kissing me softly.

“Good morning to you, too,” she says, laughing against my lips.

I lift my hips, still inside her, and she moans. My cock is still semi-hard, and if I wasn’t so tired from all of the sex we’ve had in the last twenty-four hours, I would consider going another round. We have to capitalize on the nights Max spends with her dad.

Before she rolls off me, I grab her hips. “Take a shower with me.”

She glances over at the alarm clock on the bedside table. “We have to be quick. I have to meet a patient.”

My cell phone rings. Austin’s name pops up on the screen.

“Go ahead,” Lila says, moving to her side of the mattress. “I’ll get the water ready.”

I watch her sweet ass walk into the bathroom and then raise the phone to my ear. “What’s up, Aus?”

“Have you seen the news?”

I sit up, my heart hammering against my ribcage. “No, what’s wrong? Is it Dad? Kat? The twins?”

“No, Duke. It’s you.”