The Prince's Runaway Lover by Robin Covington
Publication Date: July 14, 2015
Crown Prince Nicholas Lytton was never supposed to be ruler of Callanos. He was the "spare to the heir," pursuing a decadent life of the rich and royal - extreme sports, physical pleasures, and glorious irresponsibility. Until his brother died. Now Nick is to be coronated king, and no one believes he's ready. The best way to secure his crown is to do the unthinkable...find a queen. While Isabel Reynolds works in the palace gardens, she has no desire to draw the attention of the way-too-flirty, would-be king. For she's not the woman everyone thinks she is. Even if she wanted - or was tempted by - the promise of love, it would only end in disaster. Because while Isabel may be able to catch a king, her secrets would only destroy him...
“Fuck but you’re beautiful,” he breathed out between teeth clenched with the effort not drop on top of her and go at her like a rutting beast.
Nick reached over his head with one hand and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the side as he bent down and unfastened his boots, kicking them to the side along with his socks. Isabel tracked his every move, her eyes not missing a single movement as it took three tries to unbutton his jeans and slide them down his legs and off his body. He straightened and stopped as she gasped and stared, leaning forward slightly as if to get a better look. Her eyes stopped on his cock and the smile twisting her lips got him harder than a spike. She liked what she saw.
“I knew about the tattoos,” she whispered, the hint of Hispanic flavor normally in her speech, deepening to a full-bodied burr of tones dipped in tequila. “But I didn't know about the piercing.”
For the briefest second her hand reached out as if to touch him but at the last second, she pulled it back and let it drift across her collarbone and down in the valley of her full breasts. Nick’s knees almost gave out as he watched her tug down one of the flimsy straps of her dress to expose a dark rose nipple and then leisurely stroke with the backs of her fingers.
“I can’t wait to feel it against my tongue, inside me,” she said as she continued to tease him and her own flesh.
“You’ll have to wait a little while longer.” Nick said as he palmed his erection, tugging lightly in the titanium ring piercing the tip as he dropped to his knees in front of the woman who was driving him wild with her sensual surrender to the need living and breathing between them. “I want to taste you first.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Robin Covington loves to explore the theme of fooling around and falling in love in her sexy, bestselling books. When she’s not writing sexy, sizzling romance she’s collecting tasty man candy pics, hoarding red nail polish, indulging in a little comic book geek love, and obsessing over Dean Winchester. Don't send chocolate . . . send eye candy! Robin’s bestselling books have finaled in the Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice, the Book Seller’s Best and the National Reader’s Choice Awards. She lives in Maryland with her handsome husband, her two brilliant children (they get it from her, of course!), and her beloved furbabies. Drop her a line at email@example.com - she always writes back.