Race for the Throne | Formula One

18. Caught

I woke up the next morning with Charles' arms still around me. I felt safe. A few moments later, Charles woke. He smiled down at me.

"How'd you sleep Princess?" His morning voice was deep.

Leaning up, I kissed him. "Better than I have in a long time."

"Then I did my job." He deepened the kiss.

A knock at my door interrupted us. "Kat darling, Nicky is going to be here if you want to join us."

"Shit." Buried my face in Charles' shoulder, cheeks burning.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, tipping my chin so I would look at him.

"Well my mom just interrupted us and I have to figure out a way to sneak you out."

"I will climb out the window if it means I can see you more often."

"I don't think it will come to that, but it's good to know that that option is on the table. Let's start with just getting dressed."

Getting up, I took off my pajamas while Charles watched from my bed. I slipped on a matching set of lingerie which earned a groan from Charles.

"Something on your mind?" I asked innocently, my back to him as I held up a top to myself in the mirror.

He came up behind me, putting a hand on my hip, the other sliding up my stomach to cup my breast. Brushing his thumb over my nipple through the lace of my bra, he chuckled as I breathed in sharply. However it was his turn to gasp as I pressed my ass against his already hardening length. He slipped his hand under my bra palming my breast as he traced my slit with his fingers over my thong. I threw my head back against his shoulder as he kissed behind my ear.
"Watch," he ordered, voice husky.

I lowered my head so I could look at us in the full length mirror. My back was pressed flush against his chest. One hand was in my bra, playing with my nipples as the other hand finally stopped teasing and slid under my thong. My hips rolled as he slid two fingers in, stretching me in a way that hurt but in a pleasurable way. He licked my collarbone and I gasped as he tweaked one of my nipples, speeding up his hand. Suddenly he turned so that he could drop to his knees in front of me. He grasped one leg, placing it over his shoulder causing me to lean forward, putting my weight mainly on him. I braced myself with a hand against the mirror. How he had put my leg caused me to lean into him, putting me exactly where he wanted apparently. With one hand he moved my thong to the side, with the other he played with my clit as he ran his tongue along my folds before replacing his hand with his mouth as his fingers teased my entrance.

I moaned as he curled his fingers into me and hit the spot just right. He continued to do this until my legs were shaking, threatening to cause me to fall. As the intense pressure built in my abdomen, he curled his fingers against the spot, applying a lot of pressure while he gave a final suck on my clit. Stars exploded in my vision as my leg gave out. Charles caught me with his one hand, lowering me to the ground gently as his other hand stayed inside of me, prolonging the orgasm.

"Holy wow," I said once I could see him again. "Somehow that was even better than last night."

Charles smiled. "Your pleasure is my priority right now."

I glanced over at the clock. "Unfortunately, I really do have to get ready now."

He nodded and helped me to my feet. "I don't think you're going to be able to wear that set now."

"I think you're right." I laughed as I removed my soaked thong.

I ended up putting on a pair of linen pants and a light blue top. Charles pulled on the outfit Arthur had picked for him, jeans and a navy shirt. I stuck my head out of the door before walking out to make sure no one was in the hall. We made it down the stairs without running into anyone. But my hope to get Charles out without getting caught was short lived. My mother ran into us as she walked out of the breakfast room.