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Heather's POV:

My prince got on the bed with me, without ever letting me go. Still on top me, he took my dress off and over my head before doing same with his sweater.

"We're gonna take things slow, love. Wouldn't want you fainting or anything," he whispered.

"That's fine by me," I whispered back.

He lowered his head and we kissed, slow. He then kissed my chin and my neck. His soft kisses made me dizzy as I ran my fingers slowly through his silky hair

His touch was electric. He turned me on every single time. I couldn't get enough of him.

He began to move in...