The passionate kiss continued for a long time.
Initially, we were in a seated position. Later, Prince Louis, unable to contain his inner impulse, simply wrapped his arms around my waist and had me sit on his firm thigh.
At that moment, my slender waist couldn't help but tremble.
Through the thin fabric of his well-tailored trousers, I could distinctly feel that scorching, overwhelming thing. It had become rigid during this lingering and moist kiss, and its size and shape made me feel somewhat overwhelmed.
"You will enjoy it," Prince Louis remarked, noticing my body's tension. He breathed heavily and spoke in a low, suggestive voice near my ear.
After saying that, he indulgently opened his mouth, slightly tilting his head, and used his skillful tongue to touch mine. Despite remaining still on the sofa, aside from his fingers gently caressing my slender shoulders, the kiss was so passionate and deep that it was impossible to resist.