The king moved so fast that I was taken aback when his hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me into his embrace.
The embrace lasted for only a few seconds but I felt those strong arms squeeze my waist a little before I was released. I could barely stand as my legs felt like they lost their bones.
"You are so easily tempted. How did watching me drink to make you get so hard?" he asked as his hand pulled me closer and I was grateful for the support until his other hand touched the hardened fellow that I had no idea when it got so hardened.
I blushed at his words because they made me feel indecent but I moaned when he rubbed against the tent in my pants. I held his hand instinctively to stop that dangerous hand that touched me but I only held his hand unable to pull it away.
Why? I did not want to.