The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 55

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Chapter 55

 

There wasn’t a single part of her that wasn’t beautiful. So much so that he wanted to bite and suck on her right away.

 

‘I should take in as much as I can with my eyes while I have the chance.’

 

Suddenly, intense afternoon sunlight flew in through the window and cast shadows over her eyelashes.

 

Worried that the harsh sunlight might wake her from sleep, he created shade with his hand.

 

His gaze traveled down her peach-like cheeks and small, cute nose, lingering over her lips for a long time.

 

“….”

 

His Adam’s apple moved as he stared at her slightly parted pink lips.

 

Once upon a time, those were lips he could kiss freely. Now, just looking at those lips made him as nervous as a boy with a crush.

 

She seemed to be sound asleep. Surely just barely touching her lips would be okay.

 

Just as he slowly lowered his head to take her lower lip, the strong smell of alcohol brushed his nose.

 

Damien stopped his movement and frowned.

 

‘Did she drink alcohol?’

 

Just then, something knocked against his shoe tip. Looking down, he saw a whiskey flask.

 

Damien picked up the empty flask and placed it on the desk.

 

‘What made her drink like this?’

 

Damien’s expression darkened.

 

Was life at Windswood not going smoothly?

 

Well, adapting to a new environment among unfamiliar people couldn’t be easy.

 

His heart became troubled, feeling like it was all his fault.

 

As he looked at her with worried eyes, the tablet PC in Bada’s hand caught his attention.

 

‘Was she reading articles about herself in the tabloids?’

 

After the last press conference, he had been very angry when he saw a malicious article about Bada written by a daily newspaper.

 

He had threatened that newspaper with a lawsuit for spreading false information. Saying he would make them shut down their company tomorrow.

 

Fortunately, the newspaper issued a correction afterward, but his anger didn’t subside easily.

 

He had long since stopped responding properly to gossip articles about himself, having grown tired of them.

 

But if the target was Bada, that was a different story.

 

‘Bastards.’

 

How dare they try to taint my flawless woman with their filthy stains.

 

He carefully took the tablet from her hand and pressed the power button.

 

Click.

 

But the battery seemed dead as it wouldn’t turn on easily.

 

After placing the tablet on the desk, he flipped through the notebook she had written in.

 

It seemed to be notes she had taken while receiving crown princess education from the Countess.

 

‘Edward the usurper. Philip who strengthened royal power. Henry of the industrial revolution. Albert who married his cousin’s wife…’

 

Damien let out a quiet laugh after seeing the notebook.

 

It seemed she had briefly written down characteristics to memorize the names of past kings.

 

“To give such cruel evaluations of other people’s ancestors.”

 

Damien’s gaze naturally moved to the doodles written below.

 

‘What about Damien? Probably a great monarch. Well, anyway, he’ll definitely be remembered as the most handsome king….’

 

He laughed quietly and gently stroked her hair.

 

She didn’t need to work this hard. He felt both grateful and sorry seeing her like this. His feelings were complicated.

 

‘My love.’

 

He put her arm around his neck, then carefully lifted her up. And he laid her on the soft bed across the room.

 

After taking off her shoes, he was about to turn away when he noticed the buttons of her blouse fastened all the way up to her neck.

 

‘That looks uncomfortable.’

 

He undid the buttons one by one with his long fingers.

 

The moment he carefully undid the last button without waking her, Bada opened her eyes and stared at him.

 

Her hazily unfocused pupils seemed to be looking at him, then suddenly a strong force pulled at his tie.

 

Smooch.

 

Soft, hot lips overlapped and rubbed together in an instant.

 

“What are you doing right now….”

 

As he tried to pull his face away in confusion, Bada pulled the tie in her hand taut like a dog leash.

 

Their lips met again. Her tongue gently brushed his clenched lips. As if trying to find a gap to invade.

 

Heat rushed to the back of his neck at that seductive movement.

 

“Ha… just how much did you drink.”

 

He closed his eyes tightly and opened them, trying not to lose his reason. But each time her lips touched his, his patience crumbled like a sandcastle before waves.

 

Finally, with a ‘to hell with it’ attitude, he parted his lips and inserted his tongue.

 

Hot breath and sticky saliva tangled wildly. Her breath carried the scent of whiskey and sweet raspberry jam.

 

He rolled his tongue like rolling candy, thoroughly tasting the inside of her mouth. His whole body’s blood circulated from the long-missed stimulation and his lower body became stiff.

 

‘You started this.’

 

He couldn’t hold back any longer.

 

Damien closed his eyes and climbed on top of her body.

 

Then he inserted his tongue deep enough to reach the root and thoroughly swept over her jelly-like soft tongue.

 

Sucking and biting her lips. He was truly out of his mind dealing with someone half-drunk with sleep.

 

From the hot, intense kiss, Bada hazily opened her eyes and let out a moist breath.

 

“Hoo….”

 

Due to the tipsy alcohol buzz, her vision was blurry and she felt like the ceiling was spinning.

 

Even in that state, she could see Damien’s handsome face focused on kissing through her hazy vision.

 

‘…Were dreams always this realistic?’

 

Each time his sharply pointed tongue swept around inside her mouth, it felt like alcohol was flowing through all her blood vessels.

 

‘I think the fanfiction I read earlier is the culprit.’

 

It was an embarrassing confession, but just before, Bada had read an erotic novel to the end, projecting herself onto the female protagonist.

 

To be honest, she often had erotic fantasies about him at night.

 

When she was in the same space as him, the sexual tension she felt was about to explode.

 

Actually, thinking about it, it was all his fault.

 

Before meeting him, she hadn’t been particularly interested in sex. But because of him, she had opened her eyes to a new world.

 

Anyway, since there was no way to release the desires that had built up, she seemed to be having such erotic dreams.

 

Bada suddenly felt curious.

 

‘Would other things besides kissing feel similar too?’

 

She released the hand that had been gripping his tie and embraced his neck.

 

His rock-like body pressed down on her firmly and their lower bodies interlocked.

 

The more heavily they pressed together, the more rich pleasure bloomed in her stomach.

 

Even though it was in a dream, heated moans were about to flow out between her teeth.

 

“…Mmm, a little more to the side. Mmm, there.”

 

As Bada moved her hips, Damien’s breathing became rough. He rubbed his large body against her and panted.

 

Bada’s heart burned with desire.

 

Bada coquettishly moved her waist, trying to taste even a little more pleasure.

 

“…This is driving me crazy.”

 

Damien moved his hand that had been caressing her waist up to grab her breast. His large hand with protruding knuckles gradually applied more force. He caressed greedily.

 

“Ahh….”

 

Bada made a pained sound at the pleasure that was too vivid to dismiss as just a dream.

 

The hand that had somehow invaded inside her blouse impatiently pulled down her underwear.

 

“Haah, good….”

 

At Bada’s moan, he shook his head and muttered something.

 

“Darling. You’re too drunk. We should stop now.”

 

But contrary to his words, the hands touching her chest pressed with even more force.

 

In his mind, reason whispered that he should stop here while desire urged him to continue, the two clashing sharply and raging wildly.

 

Meanwhile, Bada, who believed this situation was a dream, was filled with excitement.

 

Having no intention of letting him go like this, she placed her own hands over his and applied pressure.

 

“…Mmm, it’s okay. Do it.”

 

At her urging voice, Damien’s jaw muscles tensed rigidly. The depths of his pupils sank murkily with lust.

 

With slow movements, he lifted her skirt and let out a hot breath.

 

“You were wearing something so naughty? Who exactly was this for?”

 

Usually she wore modest two-piece suits or shirts. But imagining that she had been wearing such underwear beneath those proper outfits all this time made his excitement run wild.

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