The Prince's Gift

Chapter 6.

Adriana's POV

My heart was pounding against my chest as I waited. I waited for his final wall to break down. Whatever he was clinging onto to not accept me was beginning to dissolve. My hand rested against his skin and I could feel the charge building in the small space between our bodies, flowing from my hand into him. I looked up fully to see his piercing blue eyes now swirling with desire. I knew he was feeling it too. My pulse began to race and heat began to ignite deep within me as his darkening gaze bore into mine.

He shuddered against my hand and I saw it. He'd finally decided. In a flash, he'd snaked his arm around my body and pushed my back against the wall behind him. His free hand pressed hard against the wall on the side of my face as his arm pulled my lower body flush against his.

Electricity bolted through my entire body as his mouth crashed into mine. I gasped in surprise and his tongue freely entered, dueling against mine. My arms snaked around his neck, my hands greedily pulling down on the back of his neck to bring him closer to me, if that were even possible. His kiss was devouring and everything I'd hoped it would be. He tasted strongly of whiskey as his breath replaced my own.

My fingers tangled into his hair and he growled lowly against my lips, sending shivers down my spine. Heat burned in my core and began coursing through my entire body as his hand gripped hard against the back of my hip. His other hand released the wall and slid down my body as both of his hands moved to the backs of my thighs, lifting me easily and wrapping them around his lean waist, pushing me back against the wall again. I let out a sigh of pleasure and his mouth quickly kissed down my jawline and moving to nip at the sensitive flesh at the crook of my neck. My body shuddered and my breath caught tight in my throat.

His hand drug up my hip, trailing up the side of my ribcage and palming my breast as he breathed against my skin. He pulled back enough to push away the thin fabric covering my breasts as his hand beneath my hip slid me fluidly up his body, bringing my breast to just below his face. He took one tip into his warm mouth and I let out a low moan of pleasure, gripping into his hair and arching against him. He kissed between them at my breastbone and moved to pay the other equal attention, nipping at my peak gently between his teeth. I gasped as tiny shockwaves began to tingle through my body, causing my stomach to clench, aching.

He paused and pulled his mouth away from me, gripping my body firmly against his. In a flash, he was standing at the side of his bed and dropped me gently down onto it as I let out a squeal of enjoyment. He stood towering over me and I felt my body tingling under his intense gaze as his eyes raked over my body.

I instinctively sat up and slowly pulled the neckline of my dress off and dropped it from my body, leaving just the sheer skirt between my legs as they slid open slightly, exposed through the slits at my hips.

His eyes turned hungry as he yanked his shirt off, dropping it to the floor. My breath caught as I took in his muscular figure. He was even more gorgeous up close, wanting me as badly as I'd been wanting him. His strong chest and shoulders trimmed down into a lean torso and waist, his abs rippling down his body as the v at his hips trailed into the waist of his jeans. His hand reached into them, yanking something out of them.

I slowly scooted my body forward, letting my legs dangle off the side of the bed on either side of him as my hands moved to his jeans, unbuttoning them and letting them fall as his large erection sprang freely out. I bit my bottom lip and looked up at him through my lashes as I tried to control the butterflies flapping fiercely inside of me. I knew the first time wasn't always the most pleasant, and judging by the size of him, I would need to prepare myself for that.

He leaned forward and reached under my hips, pushing me back onto the bed with ease before his body followed behind me, leaning over mine.

"Lift." His voice was low and husky, his fingers grazing against my skin as they curled around the remainder of dress and slowly lifting it over my head before dropping it off the side of the bed.