Page 19 of Filthy Hot Prince

It arose a new feeling in my body. A new sensation. It was erotic in nature. I loved watching her explore my paintings. As if she was exploring me, my body, with her gentle fingers.

Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to feel that.

When she asked me for the colors, I tried to explain to her as much as I could, giving an example of nature and fruits and feelings. I wished to spend the night in the gallery explaining the paintings to her all night, but it was getting late and when we stepped out of the gallery, the sky had turned grey with rain pattering hard on the ground.

“I love the smell of wet sand!” Valeria giggled as cold water started pattering over us.

I held her close, not wanting her to fall. But it seemed like she wanted to enjoy the rain a bit more, and I was too whipped to ever deny anything to her.

I peered at Valeria when she shook out her hair and let it get wet. She looked at the sky with a big grin and closed her eyes, her lashes getting wet.

“Khalid, come on, join me!”

As I couldn’t deny her anything, I decided to step out of the nearby shade and join her even though I hated rain.

Valeria surprised me when she held my hand and told me to mirror her and face the sky with a big smile.

“Are you doing it?”

I lied to her for the first time. “Yes.”

I was busy watchingher.

“How does it feel?”

“I feel… alive.”

For the first time in years, I truly feltalive.

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