Warning. Mature content.
"W-Wait," Rose whispered, placing her hand on Zayne's bare chest.
"I can't," Zayne replied.
Rose closed her eyes.
The estate was finally quiet after his mother left to head home but Zayne was certain she was going to the palace. Their floor was cleared after returning inside from their walk.
Rose didn't get much of a chance to show off the dresses gifted to her as Zayne took her to their bed. The dress was long forgotten and now Rose knew that Zayne either didn't have any interest in them or she had kept him waiting so long to be intimate that she needed to wait for any time to show him.
Rose couldn't recount how she found herself seated on top of Zayne with him already inside of her. She clung to him as he held her close. Her chest was exposed to him as the straps of the thin dress were pushed over her shoulders.
