"Yes", I whispered to Jeremiah and he immediately kissed me again. I tried to remind myself that I am a lady and that I should push him away, slap him and ask my mother to escort him out of the manor. However, all of that went out the window.
My fingers found their way into the young Prince's thick chestnut coloured hair and his hands made their way to my breasts. He urged one of them out of my dress and suddenly put it in his mouth...greedily sucking it, kneading it and licking it. I started moaning. I moaned right in our living room, but when I opened my eyes he had somehow taken us up to my room and even shut the door behind us.
"Jeremiah, we can't!", I said nervously as soon as I grasped the situation. We had gone much too far. At this rate, even I wouldn't argue if I were called a
