The Blacksmith's Daughter

Chapter 7 ~ Taking things a bit to fast

The girl stood in the Prince's private chambers, but was to tipsy to notice. He lead her to beside his bed, when his lips made contact with hers.

Even though she was drunk, she couldn't help but be hypnotised by his soft, sweet lips.

He moved his hands around her waist, pulling her in closer, and then moved them up her back, trying to undo the zipper of her dress.

"I thought you said you liked this dress." Melody said, a cheeky grin on her face.

The prince put his head on her shoulder, so he could get a good view of the zipper on her back. "It looks better lying on the floor." He said as the dress fell off her. He grabbed her waist, half-gently, half-roughly, throwing her onto the bed.

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Sorry for short chapter. I don't do detailed *cough* scenes in my book.

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Love you my Fluffy Dragons -.- (<- That is my kissy face)