Book 3 || Taming Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 6

Her view.

"I'd love for us to shower together." He pulls his jeans off. "And maybe a quickie in the shower before—"
"No." I shake my head. "You go ahead. I need to call Anna."
"Oh." He frowns. "I was very much looking forward to some sex."
"Yeah, I'm sure you were. That's not my problem."
"A lady doesn't talk back to a prince."
"It's a good thing I'm not a lady then, isn't it?"
"Why do you constantly challenge me, Cassidy? Isn't it tiring to always be so disagreeable?"
"Is that a joke?" I laugh at him. "There's no way you're calling me the disagreeable one."
"I think you'll find that I'm not disagreeable at all."
"You know what's funny?" I walk towards the bed and sit on the mattress and stare at him.
"What's funny?"

"Being here, in this palace with you is so much more different than I thought it was going to be. I thought that I'd be all overwhelmed by everything, but actually it's quite the opposite. Being here with you makes me see you differently. It makes me see you as an equal, okay, not an equal, but just like a regular guy."
"Regular guy?" He raises an eyebrow at me and I stare at his naked torso in front of me, trying not to run into his arms.

Okay, maybe I've really worded that incorrectly. There is nothing regular about him. His body is toned and magnificent. My eyes follow down his chest to his abs and then to his hard dick that's standing to attention. I quickly look down and stare at his muscular thighs and calves. How is it fair for him to have such a perfect body? He's standing there looking so casual and cool, as if it's entirely natural for him to be standing there naked.
"You know what I mean." I swallow hard. "I mean it's kinda hard to feel in over your head when the guy you're with is arguing with his mom, even if his mom is a queen."
"I'm glad you feel comfortable around me." He steps towards me, his dick swinging, and I jump up off of the bed.
"I need to make my call now. You better shower."
"Little Cassidy is scared of me." He laughs and stops. "I guess you're not that comfortable," he murmurs as he walks towards the bathroom.
"I guess you're not that big," I whisper under my breath as I pull my shirt on. "What are you doing?" I squeal as I feel his arms around me picking me up and carrying me to the bed. He drops me onto the mattress and then pins my arms back next to my head as he climbs on top of me.
"Showing you just how big I am." His eyes glint down into mine and I feel his dick rubbing against my body.
"Harry," I gasp as he lets go of my arms and pulled me up slowly. "What are you doing?"
"What do you think?" He winks at me and positions his dick next to my mouth, rubbing the tip of it against my lips.
"I," I speak and my eyes widen as I feel him push the tip into my mouth. I lick it, slowly delighting in the salty taste of his skin against my tongue. I wrap my lips around him and he pushes himself slowly into my mouth, our eyes never leaving each other. I can feel myself starting to gag as he continues to push himself into my mouth. I open up my mouth wider to see if I can take any more of him into my mouth when he pulls himself out swiftly and laughs and jumped off of the bed.
"I don't think you'll be making that comment again, will you, Cassidy?"
"You're a jerk." I sit up, my head spinning as I lick my lips.
"I guess you like jerks, then, don't you, Cassidy?"
"Whatever." I shake my head and he grins at me.
"Go and make your call and I'm going to shower. Make sure to eat a hearty dinner, I have a long night prepared for us tonight."
"What do you mean a long night?" I frowned. "What do you have planned?"
"I mean a long night." He pauses. "Or maybe you'd prefer me to say a big one."
"Oh." I flush. "You're so crude. Did you just bring me here for sex?"
"I'd rather not answer that." He shrugs. "Or as you Americans say, I'll plead the Fifth."
"Uh huh." I walk over to my bag and open it quickly and pull my phone out as he walks into the bathroom.

"Cassidy!" Anna's voice is loud as she picks up the phone. "You're alive. What's going on?"
"You don't want to know," I groan. "I'm in Romeria at the Royal Palace with Harry."
"No flipping way."
"Yes, way. It's crazy. I even met his mom and dad, the queen and king."
"No flipping way!" Her voice grows even louder with excitement.
"And I met his cousin Tarquin. He came to meet us at the airport, but then disappeared when we made it back to the palace."
"Oh my God, Cassidy. You're in a palace."
"Can you believe it? It's so surreal."
"I cannot believe it." Anna's voice sounds a bit jealous. "You have all the luck."
"Anna, trust me. It's not luck. And it's not like he's fallen in love with me and wants to marry me. He just wants some hot sex."
"I want hot sex."
"Anna!"
"What? I'm just saying. Shit, I'd love some hot sex with a prince. Could you imagine what I'd tell everyone in Palm Bay, "hey, biatches, I fucked a prince? Who did you fuck, Johnny the head waiter at Applebees?"
"Anna." I giggle. "That's so bad."
"Okay, okay. Maybe they fucked Luke the shoe guy at Dillards."
"He was a sick fuck." I laugh, remembering the creepy middle-aged man who sold women's shoes in our closest mall in Melbourne.
"Do you remember that time I went to get heels for homecoming and we caught him sniffing my flip-flops?"
"Don't remind me." I shudder.
"At least he gave me a discount."
"He should have given you more than 5%."
"I know." She sighs.

"I miss you, Cassidy."
"I miss you too, Anna."
"I'm happy for you, though. I hope you know that I'm not being a sour bitch."
"You mean a hater?"
"I'm not being a hater." She giggles again. "Well, just a little bit. I want to meet a guy; he doesn't even have to be a prince. I want to be whisked somewhere. I want some hot sex."
"What about Louis?"
"Louis?" She laughs. "Yeah, right. He thinks I'm crazy after the first night we met."
"No, he doesn't." I lie. It is very possible that Louis thinks she is a big creeper after her psycho behavior the night we all met.