Page 81 of Filthy Hot Prince

Valeria

My lips parted and heart pounded wildly against my ribcage, ready to burst out hearing Khalid’s confession.

He loved…me? It couldn’t be, I must be dreaming.

Yes, we had great sex, and I passed out and I am dreaming about—

“Yes.” I could hear the smile in his voice, pure joy lacing it. “I love you, I love you, I love you, my sweet one. I want to yell to the entire world—omph.”

I tipped on my toes, kissing his lips and relishing in the softness of them when he kissed back, weaving his hand in my hair. I savored the relief and comfort and…lovethat came from him, showing him how much his confession meant to me, kissing him harder.

He asked between the kisses, “Is this… your way… of—”

“Yes,” I gasped, grinning up at him. My heart was bursting with pure joy from hearing his confession. “Yes. I love you, Khalid. More than I can ever convey in words. If I could, I would like to spend my forever with you and more.”

Tears gleamed in his hazel eyes. His pupils dilated as he gazed down at her serene face, her emotions raw and sincere. “Then let’s work on it. Let’s spend eternity, forever, side by side,” he murmured, his hands caressing her smooth skin.

We sealed the deal with a passionate kiss before melting into one, rocking the table against the wooden wall yet again until the sun dropped low over the horizon.

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“I can’t waitto fuck you in this dress, my sweet,” Khalid whispered, his eyes gleaming with lust when they raked over her gorgeous face, her red lips, her diamond earrings twinkling in the chandelier light. The deep red dress that was made just for her, leaving shoulders bare as the velvet material hugged her supple figure.

My cheeks turned the color of the dress. “It’s Nasrin’s baby shower, Prince Khalid. Control yourself,” I replied in a teasing voice as the crowd around us chatted around, laughing and enjoying the delights of royal ceremony.

I could hear small kids bubbling with laughter and Zayed’s laugh when he charmed other people by doing what he did best—beingZayed.

“How can I, my love? You look stunning and I absolutely can’t wait to take you away from these people awing at you and ravish you,” his voice dropped an octave when he said, “With my mouth, hands and my co—”

“Khalid,” I gasped, clamping his mouth, feeling him smirk underneath it. “You are unbelievable.”

He chuckled in his low voice, that made my underwear wet with arousal. Ever since we had confessed our feelings to each other, we both had been feeling hornier than ever. Embracing each other and having sex for hours until either of us (most of the time it was me) got exhausted and passed out.

My sex was still throbbing with dull soreness after sharing his bed in the afternoon.

“Am I doing it right?” I had asked, holding the pencil tightly and touching the paper with the other hand.

Khalid hummed over my shoulder, doing a miserable job at hiding his laughter. After the painting session in his room, I had decided to try my hand at drawing. He was kind enough to teach me but the lack of my sight created a minor problem.

“What?” I prodded, looking over my shoulder. Smiling when he kissed my nose. “Why are you laughing?”

He took the paper I had been using to draw and hummed as if he was thinking really hard.

“What were you trying to draw here, Valeria?” He asked, his voice almost teasing.

I squirmed over his lap, rubbing my ass over his boxers. “A penis.”

Khalid chuckled, tickling my waist and pulling me back on the bed. “I knew it, you dirty girl. You were doing your menacing giggles the entire time!”

I gasped, trying to pull away from his tickle attack. “I donothave menacing giggles.”

Yes, I do.

“Liar!” He spanked my ass, holding my hands above my head. “Do it again, I want to hear it.”

Taking a deep breath, I giggled menacingly. Khalid laughed, hovering above me, kissing all over my face and settling between my legs.

It made me so happy that I could make him laugh like that. I wanted to record his laughter and show it to the world and say, ‘See?! That’s Khalid snorty laughter and I was the one who made him laugh. See, isn’t he adorable?’

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