Free Prince Charming (Behind the Screen, #1) by Iris Deorre Page B

you can remember about this man.’
    ‘Has he done something wrong? Am I in danger?’
    ‘I don’t know if it’s him. But we’re investigating a man who uses the name Prince charming on his online dating profile. It may be someone else, but we have to cover everything.’
    ‘Okay.’
    ‘Could you give me a description?’
    She was silent a moment. He waited. Nerves scurried up and down her body like ants.
    ‘He’s about your height, has blond hair, blue eyes.’
    ‘Almost sounds like you’re describing me.’ He laughed.
    ‘Well, I guess it’s the type I go for.’
    ‘Yes, okay. Anything else? Any unique features? Anything that stands out?’
    ‘He has a smallish mole just above his lip.’ She lied.
    ‘Anything else?’ He wrote down what she’d said.
    ‘Erm...he likes red wine.’
    ‘Like you.’
    ‘Yep.’
    ‘I think he’s left handed.’
    ‘Okay.’
    ‘What does he do?’
    ‘What do you mean?’
    ‘Career?’
    ‘Oh, he’s a...what did he say he was?’ Her eyes darted to the left as she formed another lie. ‘Banker. He’s some sort of investor. I can’t tell you, things like that make me yawn. That’s probably why we didn’t get along.’
    ‘Thank you.’ He shifted closer. ‘This has been very helpful.’
    ‘I’m glad you think so.’
    ‘I do.’ He kissed her.
    She melted. His touch was always welcome. Derek couldn’t keep his hands off her even if he wanted to. She was everything he’d ever dreamed of. A teacher, which meant she was good with children. He’d always wanted a family. He smiled against her lips.
    ‘What?’ she asked.
    ‘Just thinking ahead; probably not a good idea.’
    ‘Think ahead, it can’t do much harm.’
    ‘Well in my experience it always turned out wrong.’
    She pulled back. ‘What do you mean?’
    ‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to spoil the mood.’
    ‘It’s okay.’
    ‘It’s just that I fall deeply in love with some of the most incredible women. Well they seem like that in the beginning.’
    ‘And then what happens?’
    ‘They turn out not to be the women I thought they were.’
    Her body stiffened.
    ‘I’m not saying you’re like that. It has just been my experience. I’m trying to pace myself, not get ahead of myself.’
    ‘That’s understandable. For now, let’s live in the moment.’ She pulled him back to her lips.
    ‘I like the sound of that.’ He grasped her soft breasts beneath the shirt.
    She let out a whimper. He lowered her onto the couch and grasped tighter to her breasts. His hand ran over her hot body. Their clothes couldn’t come off fast enough. They rolled about on the living-room carpet, stealing kisses, taking from each other. Their heated bodies couldn’t get enough. She wanted him so much, and so did he. It was as if they’d waited all their lives just to find each other.
    ‘I love doing this to you,’ he whispered against her ear.
    She giggled. He ventured down her body, kissed every inch of her skin. He moved up again and met her lips. She stopped him a moment, guided him to lie on his back.
    ‘What happens now?’ he asked.
    ‘Now, you lie back and enjoy the ride.’
    ‘WOW!’ He laughed.
    Harmony kissed his muscle toned body. His chest, the six pack.
    ‘Yummy,’ she groaned.
    ‘You like?’ he asked.
    ‘Very much. I love it!’ She moved further down until she reached his hard member.
    She took it into her hand and grasped the base tightly. He moaned lightly. Her tongue touched the tip, teased it like a lollipop, ran up and down it as if licking an ice-cream.
    ‘Shit!’ he breathed.
    With her hand still on the base, Harmony took his length into her mouth. At first she took him in halfway. She smiled, teased it a little with her teeth.
    ‘Fuck!’ he breathed.
    She came up, tickled the tip with her tongue, took it in again, but this time took all of it in. His toes curled as he felt the back of her throat. She moved up for air, and then repeated the movement, but this time added a hum, so he could