Page 56 of Filthy Hot Prince

She shook her head. “If I do, I will get curious.”

If it was even possible, I got even harder. My dick twitching in my palm.

“What’s wrong with being curious?” I crooned.

“I… I might touch you to know—to know how it feels,” Valeria whispered.

Even though I couldn’t see her face, I knew it was red.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. Does it mean she has never touched someone before?

“Do you want to touch me, Valeria?” I asked, wanting to know what she wanted to do.

Her back straightened, and I was surprised when she replied in a firm voice, “Yes.”

“Good girl.” I was extremely pleased knowing that she wanted it as much as I did. “Then crawl towards me and touch me.”

I leaned back on the soft headboard of the bed and gazed at her through half-lidded eyes when she came closer, her seductive, sweet scent making it more intimate.

I held her palm and kissed it, wanting to reassure her. She may have never pleasured a man before and even though I was excited and honored to be her first, and hopefully her last, I didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want to.

I would be the luckiest man alive even if Valeria cuddled to my chest and called it a night.

Pulling her on my lap, I kissed her, moving her hair over her shoulder and running my hand through her silky red locks. She kissed me deeper, angling her face as our tongues met in a soft caress, a moan slipping out of her lips when she felt just how hard I was for her between her legs.

Valeria must have realized by now that I was completely naked.

Her fingers tightened on my shoulders when I kissed her throat.

“What is it?”

“I have never done this before,” she admitted truthfully.

I cupped her cheek and kissed her softly. “Then I will teach you.”

She gave me a shy smile, lowering her hands towards my abdomen. My muscles clenched at the soft caress. I wanted her to lower her hand and close her palm around me. Make her feel how hard she made me.

“Can I touch you, Prince Khalid?” Valeria asked sweetly, her lips wet and swollen with the kisses.

“Yes, but first remove this tee shirt. I want to see you naked.”

Having a woman take off her top in front of you was one of the hottest things ever. My mouth watered at the sight of her round, perky breasts, but I controlled myself, keeping my hands on the dip of her waist.

“You are wet,” I said, my eyes pinned on the glistening slit between her thighs.

She tried to hide her face with her hair.

I held her chin. “Don’t hide from me, Valeria. Seeing you wet and needy for me is a turn on. Feel how hard I am for you.”

Valeria gasped at my dirty words. I wrapped my hand around her wrist and pulled her closer, her fingers brushing over the soft, velvety skin of my stiffened member, making me hiss with pleasure.

I watched her as she wrapped her fingers around my hardened cock, her lips parting as she felt me. I wanted to close my eyes and relish in the pleasure, but it was more pleasurable watching Valeria touch me and explore me with curiosity.

“Show me how to please you,” Valeria whispered, her sultry voice needy. “Please, Khalid.”

I exhaled sharply, hearing her words. I could never say no to her, especially when she was naked and on all fours, begging me to show her how to please me.

“You are already pleasing me, my sweet one,” I said truthfully.

Her cheeks turned red. “You know what I mean.”

I closed my hand over hers and slowly stroked myself, squeezing at the shaft, teaching her. Her other hand held onto my thigh, my muscles tensing when she stroked me by herself, slowly squeezing my length at the base. The red tip leaked with pre-cum when I saw how aroused she looked.

I let out a low groan when she surprised me by leaning closer and tasting me.

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