Chapitre 137: Tangled History

William pulled Camilla's beautiful body against his and she faced him with her warm little hands folded over his chest and her chin resting on top of her hands, looking into his face. He smiled when he noticed she was still wearing her bridal flower crown, which was now sitting askew on her head.

"Don't you think we should remove this?" he tapped the crown with a finger.

Camilla smiled back. "I'd forgotten all about it. But you're probably right. Can you pull out the pins holding it in place?" She shimmied up his body slightly to give him a better view of the hairpins.

William almost moaned out loud as he felt her bare breasts slide up against his belly and chest. He had no doubt his hunger for the girl was going to kill him eventually.