#69481 - He walks to the side of the bed and slowly climbs on top of me, his face is now an inch from mine, and he is staring into my eyes which are turning fearful by the look of lust in his. Once outside the door I start to attempt to un-pry his hand from upper arm, finding this useless I start to pound my fist on his arm and repeat let me go, take your hand of me In the hope that someone might come to my aid, after about five minutes's of this Tyler turn's to me with a feared look in his eyes SHUT UP he tells me loudly, me berth quickens his head comes down close to mine and he says he's still watching and if you don't be quite he will follow now hurry up He continues me on the long walk to his side of the castle. Prince Justin of Holland bends his head down to place his lip's against my ear, I can feel his warm breath and it send's chills down my spine.