This was bad. This was good. This was—-oh she was so confused!
The prince’s emerald gaze captured hers, and it was like having her soul sucked out of her. Holy, holy, holy sweet——
Oh, the way he looked at her with hooded lids—-
“Take off your clothes, parthena mou.”
Aaaaaaah.
Her fingers slowly reached for buttons of her pajama top—-
Wait.
“Oh my God,” Fawn moaned. “Why am I even following you?”
The prince’s smile widened. “Because you know this will keep the pain away.”
“That’s starting to sound like a line,” she accused him.
“Or you can tell yourself I’ve successfully hypnotized you.”
“That’s stupid.”
“Then perhaps...you never loved Grant, and it’s me you’ve loved all along?”
She burst into laughter.
He didn’t smile.
She stopped laughing, saying uneasily, “You weren’t joking?”
“So falling in love with me is that impossible?”
“Uh yes? I mean, no? Like seriously—”
The prince lifted her off her feet—-
“Prince!”
—-and dumped her into the bath, which was half-filled with ice cold water.
“Prince!” Her teeth immediately started to chatter, but she had no time to worry about freezing when the prince immediately started methodically removing her clothes. She thrashed about the water, but one by one, the prince was able to strip everything off her.
Her pajama top – gone.
Her pajama bottom – gone.
Her underwear – gone.
And just like that, she was naked. Shrieking at the realization, Fawn hastily sank herself into the water while crossing her arms over her chest and pressing her legs together. “You’re so incredibly...evil!”
In the act of switching the tap for hot water, the prince couldn’t help shaking his head at her, murmuring, “If that’s all you can say, then yes, I’m probably evil incarnate compared to you.” His lips twitched. “Which I suppose makes you...an angel?”
Before she could think of a sassy comeback, she saw him reach for his towel. He started to unwrap it from his body, and she let out another shriek. “Prince!” But he was still stripping himself, and she sank herself deep underwater. She felt the prince dip into thetubl, his leg brushing against her shoulder, and she tried crawling away—-
The prince caught hold of her by the waist.
She resurfaced with a gasp. “Let me go!” But the prince was pulling her back as he leaned against the tub’s wall. She landed against his chest, her back pressed intimately to his body, and his erection, rigid and throbbing, brushing against the slit of her bottom.
Fawn froze even as her face turned red once more.
“Relax.” His word tickled her ear, and she bit back a moan even as her body jerked in reaction.
“I hate you,” she muttered, thinking she might just end up embarrassing herself to death if things continued this way.
The prince chuckled behind her. “Of course you do. You hate me so much...” His arms went around her to palm her breasts. “—-that your breasts can’t help begging for my touch.”
Oh.
She squeezed her eyes shut in mortification, knowing that it was impossible to deny the prince’s words. Her breasts had indeed swollen to an impossibly large size, and they were definitely begging for his touch. The prince began to knead her aching flesh, and she swallowed back another moan.
“Relax, parthena mou. I’m not going to fuck you just yet.”
“A-are you expecting me to jump for joy?” she choked.
The prince peered at her face from behind, countering, “Are you saying you’re disappointed?”
“N-no!” Trust the prince to twist her words that way.
The prince gave her a dubious look. “Are you sure?” He pinched her nipples as he spoke, and this time she could no longer keep herself from making noise. A whimper slipped past her lips, and the prince emitted a low, rough growl from behind.
“You make the most beautiful sounds, parthena mou,” the prince rasped. “I can’t wait to fill the room with it tonight.”
Aah. Erotic imagery taunted her with the prince’s erotic words, and her fists clenched underwater in an effort to continue resisting the prince’s seduction. A part of her was still reeling at the fact that she was naked in a hot tub with the prince, but the larger part of her was——
Refusing to think.
It was as if that part of her had taken the prince’s words to heart, and had since then surrendered itself completely to the prince’s command.
The prince shifted behind her, and then his fingers began plucking her nipples as if he wanted to test just how far the pouting tips could extend.
Pleasure exploded from within, and her breasts started to ache even more painfully.
Oh God.
Was this really happening?
“Can we just take a bath and get this over with?” She knew she was practically begging, but at this point pride had no meaning to her now. The longer she stayed in this hot tub of temptation with the prince, the likelier she’d lose her head over him.
When the prince didn’t answer, she said desperately, “Please.”
The prince licked her ear in response, and she shuddered.
“Not just yet.” The prince was still licking her ear, and his fingers were still playing with her nipples. “I know your first class isn’t for hours yet, so I thought we could take our time here...talking.”
“Talking?” she choked out. Yeah right. What he was doing instead was tormenting her, and they both knew it.
“Yes.” The prince’s tone was so innocent she wanted to thump him. “Talking.” One hand left her breast to drift down her body. Realizing where it was going, she tried avoiding his touch, twisting and turning, but even so, his fingers still managed to reach its destination.
His hand forced her thighs apart, and then his fingers were there, grazing her creamy folds.
She arched against him with a cry, the sheer pleasure of his touch taking her by surprise.
“Tell me about you and Bennett.” A finger slipped inside of her. “Tell me how the two of you met, and how the asshole made you fall in love with him.”
“Y-you already asked me this before.” She wanted to sound dismissive, but her tone ended up halting and breathless with his finger started thrusting in and out of her in a leisurely pace, as
