Chapter 39

Haven His house, his rules. Aamon runs his finger from my collarbone down to the middle of my chest. My breathing picks up when he presses his erection again my stomach. "Rule number one: You don't walk in when I'm naked and you're wearing cute small silky nighwear, smelling delicious as sin and get to walk out scot free." "Rule number two: Never shy away from me, I'll punish you with a spank on your cute perky little ass. "Rule number three: I get to fuck you whenever and however I want. Anywhere." Wait, what? What kind of unfair rules are these. "That's ridiculous, I'm not following any of those rule-" "Rule number four," he cuts me off. His hand slides to the waist-band of my silky sleeping shorts, his finger teasing small circles there. "Every time you break or try to refuse the rules, you'll give me a blowjob." My mouth hangs open in shock. The nerve of this bastard. I won't let him push me around just because I'm in his highness' house. To hell with his stupid rules, I'm not acce