The Swedish Prince (#Royal Romance 1)

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wishing I could drop to my knees and suck him off. I’ve never had a dick that large and bea

t it, my key card slides out o

t of it and bend

ends over to

ity of his giant dick, I

p of my head a

e simultaneously backing up, hold

efore, grabbing his jaw with one

elling and I manage to turn around and head t

s just as I’m almo

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ucking dick of his swinging freely like a battle

his fingers and then quickly turn and scuttle away. I’m pretty sure I mumble something l

ng my housekeeping cart down the hall as fas

e maid that tried to see him naked or something. There was

d have tr

I guess it’s a testament to ei

g great in New York, but at least then I had gone on a few dates, gotten laid a few times. Now, I’ve been a sex camel for th

and a body that looked sculpted from bronze. He had eyes that reminded me of the sky on a sum

beguiling man I’d ever seen and t

try and shake some sense into myself, shooting up a sile

get out of the shower?” Annette says to

I tell her. “He wasn’t wet at all. He was completely dry.

“Who wants to walk around naked in

ost making her spill her beer. “Hey. I clean those rooms. You can r

up a napkin and wiping down the side of her beer bottle. “I gu

my glass of wine. “I am not Miss

aultline Bar. The Faultline is one of the nicer bars in town, no

definitely couldn’t handle it now. That’s where you’d often find my dad after his shift and I’m sure I would feel hi

ght up with Annette for a few weeks now and she said she was buying me a drink and Pike said he’d w

riend. Or was. It’s always hard to talk about that because

y mother's friend, even tho

always liked her, despite her being cr

y I am, plus she’s going through a bitter divorce and can use a friend. Her soon-to-be ex also works at the prison as the ward

this town,” I tell her and then I’m immediately hit with a m

e me, but I would be more than happy to watch the kids for a weekend. Go drive down to LA and live it

time off wor

inst the table. “You’ve worked there for a year, you

nd I have to take her there, wherever that is.” I pause. “Fuck, she probably won’t even go to college. She won’t get a scho

her voice still sounds like she smokes five packs a day. “That’s the future, and you

s only seven. I’m his guardian for another ele

a prison for a lot o

thers and sisters have no one to keep their lives running. We’re all in this together, whether we like it or not. And not one of us li

oing?” Annette asks, quic

s literally the worst ques

ot okay. Every night after everyone goes to sleep I try and steal an hour for m

iven up on th

iming for when I went to NYU but now I’d die for an opportunity to wr

d samples and enquired about writing for them, it doesn’t seem to go anywhe

t our outing to turn into gloom and doom. Quit complaining and live in the moment, I

nly one who has given up,” s

eemingly sleeping or passed out. I had seen him earlier when I wa

him to my attention, I find mys