"Do you know how to do it?" Ivy asked, looking ridiculous. She actually wanted to laugh at Paul, whom the prince had never even had sex with before.
But even if the prince didn't feel offended or embarrassed. His face was serious and he nodded in response to Ivy's question.
Ivy seemed to be swallowing her saliva as Paul slowly approached. He didn't immediately kiss her or attack her. Instead, his finger touched Ivy's hand slowly. Touched it and rubbed it with a sensual touch.
Without realizing it, Ivy closed her eyes. She felt the touch that made her blood boil with the feeling of pleasure in her stomach.
Her breaths began to catch on, but they hadn't done so. Then Paul's finger went to her lips. He rubbed her lower half and one hand began to forcefully tug on Ivy's body.
"Ah!" Ivy's sigh managed to awaken the prince's wild side.