Chapter 17
When she arrived at the palace, she went through a screening process and then went straight to Nicholas’ room.
Her absence from the palace had been noted by Miss Lucy and though the woman had speculated that she had been out with the princes, she had no concrete evidence to back up her claim. And so, for one more time, Adriana got to keep her job but not with other stipulations.
The guards outside Nicholas’ room have already been alerted because they immediately let her in his room. Not without a stern look, of course, but she ignored it, just like she tended to do everyday.
The room was empty. Well, except for all the luxurious furniture, lavish closets, carpets, drapery, and other things that belonged to a prince. But not to Nicholas.
There was a large tub filled with water, right in the middle of the room, an array of bath bombs and shower gels kept on a tray by the side of it.
The room wasn’t exactly what she would have thought as Nicholas’. It was way too showy and extravagant, not at all like the prince that she knew.
But he wasn’t there. Had she gotten into the wrong room? It would explain why the room didn’t fit in with her imagination of how his room would look like.
If it was the wrong room, she would have to scour the palace for his room or more simply, take them to Miss Lucy so she could give them to him.
Even though she would much rather have him wear them first, preferably in front of her. She needed to know if they fit and wanted to check him out a little as he did.
She went out and asked the guards if she was indeed in the right room. And when they nodded in the affirmative, she returned inside.
She placed the bag she had brought with her on the desk and began to unpack, keeping the clothes neatly folded so they didn’t crinkle, and matching the items, placing them side by side.
“Blue.”
His sudden voice made her squeal, dropping a pair of trousers she had been folding.
“Jesus Nicholas,” she hissed, bending down to pick up the trouser.
“I like the view from here.”
She groaned, shooting up to her feet immediately, forgetting that she was wearing a dress today.
When she turned around to face him, her face heated up, turning around immediately. He was only wearing a towel, his body glistening with sweat.
“Nicholas!”
“What?” He laughed. “It’s not like you haven’t already seen it all.”
“Jesus,” she huffed. “Put some clothes on.”
“I was just about to take a bath.”
“Okay, I will leave you to it. I need to get Xavi’s to him, let me know if you need any adjustments to be made or if you don’t find them to your liking.”
She turned around to pick up her bag, only to feel the heat of his body near her. He placed his hand on her waist, pulling her into him. “Why the rush to leave, Blue?”
The seductive look in his eyes made her head spin. “I have work to do Nick, it is after all what I have been paid to do.”
She spun on her heels, focusing on the clothes she had placed on the desk, trying not to get distracted by his coarse hands finding their way underneath her dress. She was melting into a puddle, but she couldn’t allow it to happen again. The hotel was different. But this, here, right now could really jeopardize her job, especially with the two guards outside. Everything was at stake; her job, her pride, and mostly her heart.
“Nick…”
“Shh,” he interrupted, his hands snaking their way around her thighs, his lips pressing gentle kisses on the back of her neck. “You don’t have to say a word.”
And that was just it, she had no idea what to even say. All she knew was that this could put her in danger, and perhaps maybe him too. She didn’t even want to think about what his parents would do to her if they found out about her and Nicholas. And Xavier too.
“Let’s continue where we left off earlier,” he whispered into her ear, gently coaxing her backward, away from the desk.
His lips on her skin made her lose all sense of reality, until she opened her eyes again, her gaze focusing on the clothes.
Making clothes had been what she came to Veronia for, what she had been hired for. What if Miss Lucy was to come in, and find them like this? Or worse, what if either the King or the Queen were to come in and see them like this? It would most definitely be the end of her time here, and possibly her entire career.
“Nick, Wait,” she said, trying to pull away. She could feel his dick hardening, and even though she could feel her pussy getting wet, she knew that if she didn’t put a stop to this, things could derail really quickly, and she would find herself naked and underneath him, which defeated the purpose of her visit today.
However, he held on to her, refusing to let go. It made her stumble backward into him, making him lose his footing too. She squealed as they both fell into the tub, entangled together.
She spluttered and splashed into the water, coming up for air, the warmth of it waking up her senses.
“Nicholas!” she hissed, staring at her soaked dress.
He laughed out loud, shaking his head, making droplets of water fly everywhere. “It’s just water, Blue. Relax.”
“My dress,” she groaned. “How am I supposed to go out like this?”
“A bit of water won’t ruin them, right?” he mused, approaching her again. “And besides, I like you better when you’re wet and naked for me.”
She sighed and then sank back into the water, seeing as it was already too late. They were both completely soaked.
“Sorry I dragged you in with me,” he said, cornering her against the edge of the tub. His words were sincere, but he didn’t sound it, at all. “But you were the one who shoved me.”
“I was trying to get away,” she replied, licking her lips, as her eyes tracked the drops of water that rolled down his shirt, wanting to follow up the movement with her lips.
“Why? Afraid I’m going to kiss you again?” he murmured, cocking his head. “Because I really, really want to. I can’t get the taste of you out of my head.”
You and me both, buddy. You and me both, she thought.
He was so close now, she could almost taste him. Before she knew it, he’s already got his lips locked onto hers.
And just like always, she was completely helpless to stop him, her mind going blank, the moment his tongue parted her lips, and claimed hers in a tango. He kissed her deep, and hard, just like he always did.
And between each breath she took, he whispered sweet words that laid claim on her heart.
His behavior today reminded her of Xavier, and she wondered what happened to Nicholas, the prince who whispered dirty words into her ears.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he whispered. “Like the sun. I can’t stop wanting to be in your presence.”
He grasped her face with both hands, intensifying the kiss. She kissed him back with equal fervor and when she finally got the chance to breathe, she uttered, “I really need to go Nick, and we need to fit in your clothes.”
“We can do that later,” he murmured against her lips.
Their kisses grew more frantic with every second that passed, their hands roaming around each other’s body.
Adriana was overcome with need, as he dragged her dress off of her body, unsnapping her bra also, and throwing them out of the water.
“Fuck,” he groaned, leaving kisses everywhere. “Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to be inside you?”
“You were literally inside me just hours ago,” she huffed, her nipples peaking.
“Babe, when it comes to me being inside you, a few hours are too fucking long,” he growled.
With rough hands, he grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her out of the water, perching her on the edge of the tub, his towel unwrapping itself from his waist, leaving him completely naked. The only thing that now stood in between them was her lacy white underwear and she knew without a doubt, as he buried himself between her breast, that it was only a matter of time before he was inside her.
He grabbed them and sucked hard, providing both with equal pleasure. If Adriana hadn’t been soaked already, her underwear would be completely wet.
However, a pang of guilt still hit her right in the gut, as she thought about the work she was putting on delay for a quickie with him.
“But what if someone comes in?” she asked, as he stole a kiss.
“No one enters without my permission, and I won’t allow anyone in or out.” The way he said it, made goosebumps erupt on her skin.
The sound of his moans turned her on completely, making her let go of her qualms, as she spread her legs wide open for him.
He stepped in between her parted legs, and with two fingers, he tugged at her nipple, making it even harder while simultaneously licking the other. She writhed in pleasure, giddy with anticipation of his next move, as his hands traveled down her body, going down south, and peeling off her panties, leaving her naked too.
With his hand splayed on her belly, he pushed her down until her head reached the floor, while her legs still remained in the water with his.
His mouth settled between her legs, pressing a dirty kiss onto her skin. When she felt his tongue on her clit, she almost burst into flames.
He teased her with just the tip. Again and again, swaying back and forth, licking her everywhere, but not giving her what she wanted. And he did it with such a filthy grin that she felt like kissing and smacking him at the same time.
She moaned out loud as he circled around her clit, providing just enough pressure to make her want more, but not enough to push her over the edge.
His fingers dug into her skin as he held her there, on the tip of an orgasm, making her dizzy with pleasure.
She frantically grasped for his hair, pulling him closer, shamelessly grinding her pussy over his face.
He gave her a devilish grin, as he lapped her up, relishing in the pressure of her hand on his head.
“Does it get you off, having me worship you like this?”
“Maybe, maybe not,” she tried to smirk, but moaned loudly instead.
“Your body says otherwise.”
Why did he have to rub it in her face so much? Yes, he made her so damn horny, her panties were always in danger. And she knew that she was already falling for him and Xavier, but with his asshole attitude, he was making it so damn difficult. It was almost as if he got off on taunting her.
“Fuck. You,” she huffed, trying hard not to let her face show her emotions.
He snickered and bit his lip. “Oh, I intend to do.”
She knew that he loved making her uncomfortable, but she knew that she had no real chance of fighting back, fighting his tongue as it drew a line across his pussy. Her body was helpless against the dirty tricks he was playing with her senses.
“And I like it when you’re all wet for me,” he groaned, sucking her clit. “I always want to feel you come undone, Blue.”
Before she knew it, he’s pushed a finger inside her, making her gasp as he swirled it around inside. Soon, another finger had joined the fray, and she was just about to die from delight.
Everything was coming at her all at once. The look in his eyes, the hunger, the flick of his tongue, the push of his fingers. It was too much.
With a loud moan, she exploded all over him, shockwave after shockwave of pleasure rippling through her body, making her feel as if she was on cloud nine.
Before she even had the time to let it wash over her, he immediately got out of the water, and lifted her into his arms, heading towards his bed.
“Wait,” she protested, trying to slip out of his arms. “Let’s dry off first.”
A devious grin spread on his lips, which made her all hot and bothered again. “I’ll dry you off, with my tongue.”
