Forty Eight
Prince Michael open his eyes at the taste of her cherry tasty lips and stare into her brown eyes for five seconds
"It seems we are trapped" he breathed in her face
"I think my maid put something in the snacks and tea we had"
"Huh" he mumbled
Prince Michael raise his head up a bit and return the kiss with a much different energy.
His left hand went slowly round her neck and curb it as he push her down a little to make it comfortable for both of them
They kiss slowly and delicately not rushing their lips over each other as their lips intertwine gently not making a conflict
Prince Michael feel his body went through an electric sensation and grasp her hair to deepen the kiss making it less gentle and stroke her hair carefully
Claire try to find a place to put her hands as the kiss went on. when he notice her hand movements, he grab her arm and push her to other side of the bed.