C27 You are still my handsome prince

“Yes,” I admitted softly.

He smiled and squeezed my feminine parts again, his other hand running in them.

I let out another soft moan and saw Roman smirk. His thumb ran over my hard pink crest, pinching it.

I gasped at the pain, but then I felt it go away. He rubbed me there and it felt good.

I nodded and Roman reached down to take off his pants. He laid back on my lounge chair