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'Oh, don't worry, ' Massimo said, with a disdainful curl of his lips.
'I haven't come here for sex. '


'Oh? Then why have you come here?'

Toyin tilted her chin in a defiant gesture and suddenly Massimo wondered how he could have been so dense. Of course she was someone.... A diamond in the rough ~ that had been his initial reaction on seeing her, and he had been right. 

And when he stopped to think about it her high-born status had been apparent in every gesture she made. It had been there in the way she moved and the way she walked. In her flawless skin and heart-shaped face and in the thick, lustrous bounce of her hair. 

She was a princess. A runaway virgin princess who had chosen him as her first lover.

' I'm still trying to get my head around what happened last night, ' he said.

VIRGIN PRINCESS AND THE BILLIONAIRE: friends with benefits

He nuzzled her neck with a lazy kiss. Plenty of time for

what I have in mind. I haven't made love to you here.

: I'd better...I'd better get going.

We have hours, Toyin and I'm beginning to get withdrawal symptoms.

But if you're telling me we're on a

tight schedule, then maybe we won't bother with bed.

She couldn't stop him. She told herself she didn't:

want to stop him and that much was true. Because

she kept thinking that her familiar passion would return as his lovemaking progressed. So she let him

push her up against the wall and slide her panties

down over her thighs, and helped him as he carefully

tugged the zip down over his straining erection, She

even stroked on the condom just as he'd taught her

to, but she didn't get her usual thrill of pleasure as

he made that first stifled groan when he entered he.

She did everything she always did, wrapping her

legs around his back, feeling the swing of her skirt

against her naked thighs and burying her face in

his neck as he thrust deep inside her.

couldn't free herself of a slight sense of guilt. She'd

always seen herself as others saw her, because that

was the way she'd been brought up.

Always be aware that someone could be watching

you, Toyin, her mother used to say primly. Because

So that now, part of her was observing a princess

pressed up against the wall with her panties down by

She felt him begin to shudder and she whispered

soft and muffled words in Greek to him. Words of

excitement and encouragement and she kissed his

lips hard and passionately when he came, hoping that

would disguise her own lack of orgasm.

No one spoke for a moment and when

the last of his spasms had died away, she pulled out

of his embrace. Awkwardly, she stooped to pick up

her panties, her hair falling over her flushed face as

His face was curiously guarded as she put her bra

and shirt back on and tidied up her hair, but he said

nothing more as she left for her own section of the

palace. And even the sight of her familiar rooms did

little to soothe feelings which were ruffled by more

than her scary lack of reaction to Massimo's lovemaking.

Was her prolonged taste of freedom responsible for

the sense of alienation she now felt in the environ-

She looked at the canopied white bed, positioned

beneath a soaring golden ceiling which had seemed

so impossibly high when she was a little girl. She

picked up a photo of her parents at a ball they'd at-

tended before she was even born, her mother wear-

ing the dazzling ruby and diamond necklace which

Toyin had been destined to wear when she married

Prince Dam. A necklace which now belonged to an-

Putting the photo back down, she showered Massimo's

scent from her skin and then walked over to the ward-

robe. The lavish clothes she found inside were worlds

away from the cheap shorts and T-shirts she'd worn

at Poonbarra, where she'd blended in and felt like ev-

eryone else. Running her fingertips over the soft fab-

rics, she put on a floaty dress of a blue so pale it was

almost white, and went down to dinner.

The meal was held in the State banqueting room.

Chapter Twenty seven