Page 17 of The Princess and the SEAL

Chapter 6

Giselle

MY BODY WAS ON FIRE. I LET MY lust control my mind. “I don’t want you to stop yet.”

God, I should stop.I have a fiancé…

But he’s not exactly waiting for me back home.

Two wrongs didn’t make a right—but this was beyond right. It was heaven.

Ryan offered me an amused smile. “Good. Now, where were we?” He pressed his body to mine, and I felt every inch of him. I’d never been kissed like this, by a man who clearly knew what he was doing. Yet he didn’t seem to be in a rush, nor trying to go further. His kisses varied in intensity. Some were strong and passionate. Others were sweet and playful. But all of them flooded my body with desire.

My nerves tingled, and I knew I was in big trouble.

I explored his chest, caressed his biceps, so hard and huge. I was high on his scent, his sex, his strength. I couldn’t get enough of him.

His hand clamped on my bottom, and he squeezed. Our kisses became deeper and wetter, and before I knew it, he’d rolled me under him, pressing his hard erection deep between my legs.

“You okay?” He slipped off the strap of my nightgown, exposing my décolletage.

I nodded. Better than okay. Best I’d ever felt in my entire life. Heat rose within me, and I experienced a raw pang in my core that I’d never felt before.

His lips made their way down my neck, delicately kissing my chest until he pushed down my slip. He grabbed my right breast, and I moaned as he sucked on it.

I threaded my fingers through his hair as his kisses turned more urgent— harder, rougher. His hand grasped my thigh, his finger tracing the hem of my panties, and I was afraid I was going to explode.

So, this was what I’d been missing all these years. Maybe he was right—sex was the most important part of a relationship.

I wanted more.

I wanted this; I wanted him.

But I couldn’t possibly have sex with him. Not tonight. Not ever. It had been my choice to remain a virgin until my wedding night. I couldn’t imagine sleeping with more than one man. Sexual freedom didn’t extend to female members of the royal family. Honor was everything.

His mouth took my other nipple—and I went wild. My breathing quickened, and I writhed against him.

When his free hand slipped into my panties, I knew I had to stop him before I was unable to resist.

I forced myself to pull away from his lips, my body on fire from his touch. “I think that’s enough kissing for tonight.”

Tonight. There was only tonight.

Would I regret stopping this moment tomorrow? In a month? Forever?

His jaw clenched, and he finally exhaled. “Fine, Princess. Come here.”

I could tell he was frustrated, but I appreciated that he didn’t pressure me to go farther. He pulled me into his arms, and I rested my head on his chest. His fingers stroked my hair.

Would my fiancé ever kiss me the way Ryan had?

I didn’t have to wonder, for my soul knew the answer.

No.