My princess was tense and I was more tense than her.
Were it not for the mandatory dresscode, I would have dressed her in enough fabric to prevent other men from figuring out her skin color. I was terribly possessive and horny at the time. I still had to deal with my head. A part of me was horny as hell to notice the envious looks of other men, another part, however, was possessive enough to hit someone for just a look. Not to mention the angelic face of my little princess, she could kill me. Even I would have shamelessly tried with her, even though she was someone else's woman. She was too beautiful and innocent not to try, even those old wankers with limp c***s would appreciate her presence.
" So? What should I wear? " Ashe asked, softly, entering the walk-in closet.
I'd already been
