I’m so tempted to unzip his pants and pull his cock out so I can take him in my mouth, but I’m worried about the sound the zip might make. Instead I settle for rubbing and nuzzling him over the fabric.
The conversation happening above the desk flies completely over my head, with the Prime Minister rattling on about something or other and Lukas managing to provide grunted answers of approval.
“Are you well, Your Majesty?”
“I’m sorry?” he rasps out.
“You seem quite distracted. And your face is rather flushed.”
I take that moment to rub Lukas’s balls, my fist tightening around his cock. He lets out a choked groan before managing to croak out, “I think we should end our meeting here. Thank you, Viktor.”
I hear a chair scraping against the floor and can only assume the Prime Minister is getting to his feet. A moment later he says, “Your Majesty.” And then his footsteps can be heard, growing fainter and fainter.
Once the Prime Minister has gone, Lukas pushes back his chair in a rush, and I have to steady myself on the desk to stop from falling flat on my face. He links his fingers around my bicep and drags me out of my hiding place, prompting me to my feet. Then he pushes me toward the secret door that leads to the hidden bathroom. “Get inside.”
His tone and his expression tell me argument is not an option, so I back my way through the door and he follows straight after. I’m expecting him to start raging at me for embarrassing him in front of the Prime Minister. I’m all set to argue that he was the one who insisted I keep going, but it turns out to be moot. Because he doesn’t scold me. Instead, he grabs me, shoves me against the bathroom wall, and attacks my mouth in a fierce, angry kiss.
Well, I can definitely get on board if this is how he wants to deal with his frustration…
“You drive me insane, kotya,” he growls as his kisses move to my jaw. “All I wanted to do for the past twenty minutes was get that idiot out of my office so I could have you. I don’t even know what he said.”
I chuckle. “Bad king. You’re supposed to pay attention when your ministers talk.”
He pushes my blazer off my shoulders and I let it fall in a heap on the tiled floor, then he tugs up my T-shirt and pulls it over my head, his large hands roaming lovingly over my bare skin. I let out a sigh of approval as he dips his head to take one of my nipples between his lips, his tongue sneaking out to swirl around it.
My hips buck forward of their own accord, clashing against his and I loose a deeper groan as our hard cocks grind together. I clutch at his hard body, but it’s not enough. I need to get under these clothes and feel the heat of his skin.
“You need to stop wearing so many layers,” I growl in frustration as I rip open his vest and remove his tie. He helps me with his shirt and it’s only a few moments before I’m slipping it down his arms and running my hands over the naked skin of his incredible torso.
He seals his mouth back against mine, his arms coming around to circle my waist, bringing our bare chests up against each other and our cocks in line once again.
There’s still too much clothing between us, both of us still in our pants and shoes. Lukas should totally make a decree to allow us to walk around the palace in nothing but sweats. Or better yet, just our briefs. That would make things so much more convenient.
But then I think of anyone else ogling his incredible body and I shut the idea down in an instant. I’ll deal with the inconvenience if it means I can keep this man all to myself.
“I can hear your brain whirring,” he murmurs. “What are you thinking about?”
“Just that I’m glad I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” I arch an eyebrow at him. “I am the only one, right?”
He lets out a wry chuckle and nuzzles against my jaw. “Only you, kotya.”
We kick off our shoes and scramble out of our pants, our lips crashing back together as Lukas pushes me back against the wall, molding his naked body to mine. God, I will never get enough of this man’s body. The feel of all those straining muscles, his heated skin, the way he fits against me just right.
“Fuck me, Lukas,” I say with a groan, finally breaking our kiss. “God, I want your cock in me so bad.”
The pupils of those gorgeous sea-green eyes blow wide with lust and his entire demeanor changes at my words. “Over here,” he orders, his voice a husky growl as he tugs me over to the bathroom counter. “Turn around. Hands against the counter.”
I immediately do as he asks, turning to face the mirror, my hands braced on the edge of the counter. And I have to say, this bossy, domineering side of him is a total turn on. Eh, who am I kidding—everything about Lukas is a turn on. But I’ve never seen this side of him before, at least not in the bedroom—or the bathroom as the case may be—and I’m loving the change up. I’ve always been vers, but I’ve never been with a versatile partner so this is a totally new experience for me.
He’s rough and hasty with the preparation, but I don’t care. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my hip and I’m so fucking desperate to have it inside me.
I let out a shuddering breath as he pierces my
