Burning with Need

“Let's go to the bed, Mila,” the prince suggested

My body felt so weak and my core wouldn't stop clenching from desire. I managed to nod my head at him in agreement while my lips continued spilling moans of passion. Things were moving very fast between us, and I wouldn't have it any other way. The prince wrapped his arms around my body before hoisting me upwards into his arms. Without any further delays, he carried me into my bedroom. I felt the softness of the mattress against my back as he gently laid me down.

Instead of joining me in bed right away, the prince’s hands moved to undress himself. I lay on the bed as my heart raced in my chest with my eyes glued to the movement of his hands as he unbuttoned his shirt. I had grown impatient and I wish that the prince would take less time in stripping himself. When he pulled his shirt away from his body, I gazed at the beauty of his muscular torso. No matter how many times I have seen his beautiful form, I couldn't get used to it and it