Nalya

Rhaegar sat on one of the corners of the hot springs, and he pulled me on his lap. I was straddling him. We were so close, and he was inhaling my scent. My fingers went to his luscious hair, and softly, he kissed my collarbone. His kiss made my body shiver, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. 

His fingers held my waist, and slowly, my body started to move. Our eyes were locked on each other. I swallowed as he bent his neck to kiss my skin most sensually. As the kisses continued, they became hot, and my core was throbbing. I wanted something long and hard in...