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each gleaming candle with it's yellow glow, surrounds her beauty like an aura. Her 
eyes are like a cats..sparkling with curiousity and wonder as she swirls in her dress 
skirts around her chamber. I feel my breath hitch, i can't believe i am hiding amongst 
her filthy garments, peeping tom; i scold myself. 

her chocolate locks sweep in circular motions as she twirls and swirls in swifter 
motions-almost inhuman in her gracefulness. Her lips part as the words to her song 
exit her teeth. The colour midnight looks lovely in contrast to her pale, ivory skin. It 
makes my center warm and even further south boil with intense heat. 

I lick my lips as my mouth waters; i suppress a sexually charged growl that was 
broiling in my chest. I grip the edge of her garment bag, the intense heat in me 
reaching a point of explosion. 

Without thinking, I hum softly to the song that she sings to the quiet of her 
chamber. I have apparently frightened her when she abruptly stops and faces her 
garment bag. I stiffen. "Who is there?" she asks, her voice shaky and but her petite 
frame tight. 

I gulp and take a breath as i stand up, revealing myself from my hiding place. I have 
the satisfaction to see that she is only in her dress skirts and a thin silk lingerie top. 
The heat in my member worsens and i fight to control the bulge in my shorts. "Why 
are you in here? If my father were to know..?"

Of course, i am only a kitchen boy. I drew in a breath, reluctantly tearing my eyes 
away from her delightfully full bust and stare at her even more beautiful black orbs. 
I bow when i remember your title. "Your highness..." it comes out breathless and 
strained, my heart pounds in my chest as i fight the ecstacy swarming wildly through 
my veins. 

I am unable to tell why i am here, but the truth of me following you to become your 
secret lover is highly unlikely of me not telling you. I straighten, you seem to have 
relaxed a bit; you seem more irrestible now than before. The bulge in my shorts 
tightens and feels like bursting, if you have noticed, you don't utter a word. 

Soon, i am unable to control myself. I close the gap between us, cradling your neck 
and caressing you soft skin as my lips connect with yours. You are shocked, but you 
adapt and lean in to me, returning my abrupt gesture of desire and affection. You 
guide us back to your bed, a little too far and we fall upon the mattress, my hands 
caress your body-sliding up and down your sides, my other cupping your breast.
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