Chapter 39. You’re a Bad Princess

Blake’s POV

His fingers made their way to the strap of my nightdress.

“I like this on you,” he whispered. “It’s so sexy and easy to take off,” he slipped off the strap to my shoulder.

I shivered in the excitement of the unknown. Everything in me lit on fire as his lips made contact with my skin, exactly where my strap had been.

He chuckled at my reaction.

The next moment, I felt drops of wine slip down my skin. His hand slipped down to the edge of my dress and began to caress my thighs.

My breath rose up and down.

“Did you touch yourself, like I suggested?” he asked, his voice low and seductive.

I could not bring myself to answer.

He continued to slide his hands up and down my thighs, stopping just before my sex. The anticipation was killing me.

“Did you, Princess?” he asked again, this time teasing my back.

“Yes,” I muttered in embarrassment.

Without looking, I could tell he was smiling.