94 Not Easy

"Am I hurting you?" The prince's voice was husky.

"N-no..."

"Are you sure?" His fingers were working her flesh in a steady rhythm that was making her writhe beneath him.

"I'm sure." Camilla managed to gasp out, unable to stop her back from arching as if her body were begging for more. More touch, more friction, more torture.

"Very sure?" There was a teasing note in William's voice.

Behind her closed eyes, Camilla was aware he was watching her but she was far too embarrassed to meet his gaze. She needed to end this madness before it consumed her. "I can't think!" she heard herself wail. Her hands were clutching the bed coverings beneath her, clawing desperately at the surface.

"Mmmm. Good." William's low voice sounded pleased behind her tightly shut eyes. His fingers continued to move, gliding easily in and out of her, faster and faster.