Nova’s POV
I took a deep breath, the words I had been trying to hold back finally spilling out with no way to stop it.
“I have come to realize that I’m in love with you,” I whispered, my heart racing as I fidgeted with my nails. “I love you so much that it hurts when you’re not near.” I held my breath as I watched the colour drain from Prescott’s face. His reaction was hard to read, and I felt a sudden rush of panic. Had I said too much? Had I ruined everything?
“Y-You love me?!” Prescott sputtered, his voice cracking with disbelief. His face was a mixture of shock and confusion, and I felt my heart sink into my stomach. Had I said too much? Had I ruined everything? I couldn’t find the words to respond, and my silence seemed to only add to his confusion. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my stomach twisting in knots as he repeated the question.
“My Queen, did you just say you love me?” Prescott questioned me for the second time with his eyes burning into mine.
I looked down at my feet, unable to meet his gaze. I could feel my cheeks burning as I nervously fidgeted with my fingers. “I…” I began, but my voice trailed off, unable to find the words to continue. Suddenly, I felt his hands on my shoulders, gently pulling me to face him. His eyes met mine, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I couldn’t read his expression, but I could feel the tension in his eyes.
“Don’t look away, Nova!” Prescott urged, his voice low and intense. I felt his hands on my shoulders, pulling me to face him.
“I want you to look me in the eye and say it again.” His hands were firm on my shoulders, and I couldn’t help but meet his gaze. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I opened my mouth to speak.
“I love you, Your Majesty!” I blurted out before I could stop myself. The words tumbled from my lips, and I felt a surge of emotion swell up inside of me. Before I could say anything else, he pulled me into his embrace, his strong arms wrapping around me tightly. I was enveloped in his warmth, my heart beating wildly in my chest. For a moment, I forgot everything else in the world, lost in the feeling of being in his arms.
“I love you too, my Queen,” Prescott murmured into my ear, his breath warm against the skin of my ear. “I didn’t know how to live without you when you seemed so far away. But now that you’re here, I feel like I can finally breathe again.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt myself relax in his embrace. He held me tighter, and I felt safe and secure like nothing else mattered. I closed my eyes, letting myself get lost in the moment.
A smile spread across my face as I took in his words, feeling my heart swelled with joy. He loved me! And not only that, but he loved me enough to say it out loud without holding back. I felt a surge of happiness and relief washed over me like a weight had been lifted off my chest. I sneaked my hand to his back, letting it drift up and down as I savoured the moment. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t heard this before from him, but now that I knew how he felt, everything felt right in the world.
“Y-You are feeling better now, right?” Prescott asked, slowly disengaging from the hug.
Feeling better? Was I hurt? I mentally yelled at myself when I couldn’t remember how or where I got hurt.
“Does your chest still hurt from the burn?” he asked for the second time, gently moving his face to my chest.
Okay, the hot coffee from earlier! I grinned, not believing that I could possibly forget such an incident.
“Yes… I am feeling better.” I smiled shyly, moving my gaze to his lips, they looked so fresh and inviting.
“Good!” Prescott’s smile widened as he placed his hand on my cheek, his thumb caressing my lips in a gentle, lingering gesture. The touch was soft and warm, and I found myself melting into it, savouring the simple intimacy. His eyes never left mine, and I felt a rush of excitement wash over me.
“You look so beautiful,” Prescott whispered, his voice was soft and tender. He leaned closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, his breath warm on my cheeks.
I bit my lip, my heart pounding in my chest. Without a word, I leaned forward, closing the distance between us, and gently pressed my lips to his in a slow, gentle kiss.
“Ahh,” Prescott smirked before letting his hands slide down to my waist. He gripped my waist and lifted me off the seat, gently placing me on his lap not breaking the kiss.
“Hmm,” I moaned into his mouth when I felt my ass pressed against his hard-on.
Prescott moved his hand up to my back, while the second one was gripping my ass. I moaned softly, digging my nails into his hair.
It was as if I was going to die, I slowly pulled away, catching my breath as I stared shyly at Prescott who gave me his best smile ever. It was as if he was calling me with his eyes, I leaned forward, slamming my lips against his in a hungry kiss.
Prescott responded, licking every corner of my mouth as if his life depended on it. He pulled my tongue, gently sucking on it like he had been wanting to do it for a long time. He sucked gently and slowly bit my tongue slowly and warmly.
“Ahh,” I groaned when he moved his waist, making his cock brushed against my ass. I pulled away, staring down at his bulge. I felt the corner of my lips curve into a smirk, he was hard down there and he let out a rough groan when I moved my waist, rubbing my ass on his clothed cock.
“Your face is calm, but your cock is telling a different story,” I teased, moving my hips in a slow, deliberate motion. His breath hitched, and his eyes widened in surprise. I saw his cheeks turn red, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. I was enjoying this game, this moment of intimacy and connection. It was a thrill to see the effect I was having on him, to feel the chemistry between us.
Prescott’s hands found their way to my hips, pulling me closer as he smirked, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’re a bit of a tease, aren’t you?” he whispered, his voice low and playful. I felt my heart flutter, and I returned his smirk.
I shook my head, moaning as he slowly spanked my ass, which made a seducing noise.
He traced his hands on my ass to my chest, he gripped my shirt, pulling me closer to his body, “enjoying teasing the poor thing, huh?” he groaned, curling his palm around my neck and placing a light kiss on my neck.
His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned, my fingers digging into his back as the sensation washed over me. He trailed his tongue up my neck, and I gasped as he reached my ear. He gently pulled my hair aside, exposing my neck and ear to his touch. His breath was cool against my skin, sending a tingle of anticipation through me. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations, slowly I felt his cold tongue on my ear, licking the back of my ear.
“Mmmm,” I moaned softly, my breath catching in my throat as he ran his tongue around the curve of my ear. The feeling was exquisite, almost overwhelming. I could feel his breath on my skin, his body close to mine, and my pulse quickened as I dipped my nails into his neck. Prescott seemed to know exactly what he was doing, and how he was making me go wild.
“I still have some urgent matters to attend to,” Prescott whispered into my ear, his breath on my neck made me shiver in his arms, “Go and wait for me at the hall. I will join you later, and I will make our first night a memorable one for us.” he took my ear and bit it before pulling away from me.
My breath seemed heavy as he gently placed me down on the couch. I moved my gaze away, not wanting to stare at his face, not when I was suddenly feeling embarrassed because of what we just did.
Prescott got up from the couch and smoothed his shirt, a wicked smirk on his face. “I know you like purple and blue, but I’d love to see you in red tonight,” he said, his voice a low purr. “Wear something sexy that will make me want to stick my tongue in every hole in your body.” I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, my pulse quickening at his words. “And make sure you eat,” he added with a wink. “It’s going to be a long night.” He turned and started walking towards his study, leaving me breathless and wanting more.
His words had an immediate effect on me, my cheeks turning pink and my pulse quickening. My mind started to race, imagining all the possibilities of what the night could hold.
“You wouldn’t mind me being your dessert, I suppose?” I teased, my voice shaking slightly with excitement.
“I think I’d like that even more,” he replied, his voice was as clear as day. I let out a nervous laugh, then took a deep breath to steady myself. This was all just in a good way, right?