He went and did all that again…and I let him do it…
“Isn’t it a little too late for you to cover up now?” the prince asked teasingly.
“Why did you do that?” I muttered darkly.
“In case you haven’t realized it, I need to touch you like this…or do even more…for our minds to connect just like they did just now,” the prince explained as his hand reached out to trace his fingertips seductively down my bare arm.
“Ahh…” I moaned a little from his touch.
“Of course, that was just my guess, and I didn’t know how much I had to touch you for it to work…” he continued with his explanation, but his hand did retreat from my body.
Was that way he kept on calling my name while he touched me and pleasured me?
He wanted to know when his voice would appear in my head? Was that it?
“I see…” I murmured.
