Playing the King

Tasha

King Tiberius touches my breast, and I remind myself not to swat his hand away. He might be an unimpressive lover, but he’s my ticket to power, riches, and freedom… not to mention revenge.

“What are you thinking about, my dear?” he asks, swirling his tongue around my ear in a way that makes me wrinkle my nose. Whoever told him his tongue-and-ear technique was enjoyable had done a great disse