Intoxicated Prince 2
Feeling the hand pushing weakly on his chest getting steadily limp in strength, Derek at long last let her go.
When he lifted his face and caught her misty eyes staring at him breathlessly _her lips now even rosier and plump from his moist_ he felt currents of pleasure ripple within him.
With bated breath and a heaving chest, Rain tried to squirm away from him. Her body was quavering for some reasons making her limbs too heavy to move.
"Let me go," she demanded with a tremulous voice when Derek held her back. She glared at him furiously.
"Stay still."
Rather than let her go, Derek slid an arm beneath her waist and arched her close into his embrace.
In the blink of an eye, Rain felt a lofty sensation, as though her body was floating. The next instant, her back met the coldness of a wall and she realized they were no longer on the bed but now standing at a corner of the chamber.