FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE CURSED PRINCE
Chapter Four
She shifted in the tub. The water lapped over her breasts, slipped between her thighs, and tickled her sensitive neck. It felt almost like a lover's touch. She slid her hands along her rib cage and cupped her own breasts. They tingled with the need to be touched, to be suckled.
The ache of desire lodged between her thighs, her throbbing clit a reminder that Todd hadn't given her an orgasm. She pinched her own nipples and gasped with the pleasure that zapped her to the core.
Her hand slid through her pubic hair and covered her mound; she slipped a finger inside, then two, all the while using her other hand to pinch one nipple then the other. She writhed against her hand, the water surrounding her, sensitizing her skin with its movement. She slipped a third finger into her slick wet heat, and stroked faster, deeper.
