When delectable Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the
Mediterranean coast, he never dreams it will cost him his freedom.
Thorn is part of an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his
princess to solve a puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the
Mediterranean palace.
Will he find her in time to stop his loneliness destroying him
completely?
She knelt so that he
could raise his hips and slide the jeans down his thighs.
The white sand felt cool under his ass. His cock ached. His
stomach muscles were so tightly clenched with the need to fuck he could hardly
breathe. Thorn watched Grace push aside the pale blue fabric of her bikini
panties between her legs. His breath left him in a whoosh as she grasped his
cock to guide the head to her entrance, and then with exquisite slowness sat
down onto it so that he felt every inch of the warm, wet, glide in.
She straddled across his lap, her knees in the sand and her
inner thighs against the skin of his outer thighs. She held the V of his hips
and rode his cock.
Copyright Elodie Parkes, Evernight Publishing
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