The Web of Knightspur-Chapter 204

[Adult content ahead. You have been warned]

Sir Kit smiled as he pulled Princess Eleanor closer to him.

"Hauht ..."

Princess Eleanor did not see the strong push coming her way. She bit down on her lips, refraining from saying anything else as she closed her eyes. She was engrossed in the situation and the pace of her breathing increased.

Sir Kit’s kiss was demanding as his tongue slipped between her lips. He began to suck on it and soon their tongues intertwined in an intimate dance. It was not simply a kiss. It was the exchange of their real and raw emotions.

"Are you sure?"

Sir Kit drew back for a moment and asked softly, giving Princess Eleanor a chance to stop things from going further if she was not inclined to it. Each time their lips were slightly apart, their breathing messed up their minds and their lips came together again as though there was a gravitational pull between them. It was like a law of nature - and they could not fight it.

Princess Eleanor smiled. She knew that if she did not reply, Sir Kit might stop it all. She was sure of it but her own emotions were running wild. She did not want their entanglements to stop but rather, for it to continue. And for that to happen, Princess Eleanor needed to answer his question. She needed to talk to the man and communicate her own feelings in case he misunderstood her silence as rejection.

"Hahk .... I am...." Princess Eleanor could not form a proper sentence, but her eyes looked directly into Sir Kit’s and shone with a heat that spoke volumes on her decision. But to make sure that he got the message, she also nodded her head once.

As soon as he noted her actions and the words that had flowed out her mouth, Sir Kit pulled her back into his embrace and intensified the kiss.

"You make me go crazy, Princess. From the very first day that I had seen you. I have gone crazy over you."

Sir Kit pulled back as a mischievous smile spread on his face. His eyes were glowing in the dark as his lips curled up. He rested his forehead on hers as he looked straight into Princess Eleanor’s eyes.

Sir Kit’s breathing was getting harsher and more choppy. He soon extended his hands and groped Princess Eleanor’s chest over her clothes. The manipulations of his hands sent waves of heat surging through Princess Eleanor, making her shiver in arousal.

Princess Eleanor became extra aware of Sir Kit’s hands that were placed over her dress. Although she was not dressed that thickly, she still had on a heavy dress. But no matter how thick her dress’ material was, Sir Kit’s touch made her moan in pleasure as her eyes widened in shock at the sounds escaping her own mouth.

Princess Eleanor could feel Sir Kit’s hand gripping her chest firmly. A pleasurable chill ran down her spine but her mouth was preoccupied with the ongoing kiss. Even if she wanted to protest, Princess Eleanor did not know how to. And it was not that she wanted to anyway. She was going crazy.

"Uhhk..."

Hearing the moan, Sir Kit slowly and seductively pushed the shoulders of her dress off her before lowering it. Her white naked shoulders were exposed as his hands moved busily.

Soon Princess Eleanor’s dress was half off, revealing her ample bust and slender waist.

Sir Kit’s eyes widened in shock as his eyes roved all over her exposed skin. Her figure was exceptional. His breathing hitched as he swallowed hard. He could not decide what to do next. His eyes stared at the Princess whose face was burning red with shyness. But Sir Kit could not help it. He was looking at Princess Eleanor as if he was appreciating a work of art. It was mesmerizing to view.

"Sir Ki..."

"Call me Christopher." His words were sharp as he looked straight into Princess Eleanor’s eyes. "That is my real name. And I want the Princess to call me Christopher. Not Sir Kit."

Christopher’s eyes were burning with desire but there was a spark in his gaze which showed his eagerness to hear his name fall from her plump red lips. He had done a great job in ravishing her lips, making her look well-loved.

Princess Eleanor felt embarrassed. She swallowed hard but seeing the look of adoration and anticipation on his face, the Princess could not resist. She was happy that the man was ready to tell her his name. A complete name. His real name.

"Christopher..." Princess Eleanor murmured under her breath but it was still enough to push Christopher into a happy state. He loved the way his name sounded from Princess Eleanor’s mouth as if it was meant to be. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Princess..." Christopher said but soon his eyes looked straight at Princess Eleanor.

"Eleanor...." Princess Eleanor was breathless as she said, "If I am calling you Christopher then shouldn’t you be calling me Eleanor?"

Christopher was silent but soon his lips curled up, "Eleanor..."

Princess Eleanor gained confidence in herself as she moved her hand towards Christopher. One of her hands moved toward his head as her fingers twirled in his hair while the other moved towards his face, landing on his mask and pausing there.

"I want to see you." Princess Eleanor’s eyes were soft. Her tone was pleading as she continued, "I want to see the man I love. I want to look straight at you..."

Christopher knew what Princess Eleanor was asking for. He understood her point of view as well. If their roles would have been reversed then he would also want to see Princess Eleanor’s face. How would he feel if she was the one who wore the mask..

Christopher sighed as he closed his eyes as if he was ready for Princess Eleanor to take the next step. He was ready for her to look at his true face.