Princess Isabella Of Portugal Chamber

Isabella was still self aware of her scar one day he would see her naked again but not yet.

"I could start with your neck then work my way down or I could start between your thighs I shall let you decide."

Richard looked at her with an amused smile. He pulled her closer to whisper into her ear

I miss your lips on my neck, Isabella..

He smiled and wrapped his strong arms around her

Isabella moved down and opened up his legs her lips moving over his flesh all the way down to his erect and very ready member. Isabella placed both of her hands around it moving them fastly against it. Seductively she ran her tongue over the tip pressing her lips all the way down to his very base.

Richard relaxed himself immediately at her touch. He closed his eyes and let out a moan feeling her hands and her tobgue teasing his member. He was feeling it hardening every second

Isabella slowly removed her lips grabbing both of his hands violently as she placed herself on his lap.

"Now you are my captive Richard tell me what should I do with you."

From the corner of her eye she noticed a satin scarf and pursed her lips happily.

Richard followed her glance with his eyes and smiled teasingly

Ohh really? And..I guess there is no way for me to defend myself from this assault..right?

He giggled and bit her lower lip

Isabella ran her tongue over her lip he was a hard biter.

"You can't just give up like that you should playfully fight or are you getting pleasure elsewhere."

Richard laughed. With his fingers he caressed slowly her back to give her shivers

Fight, you say? Hmm..not fair fighting with a woman. But if you like war..then you'll have it..

He giggled and rolled her on her back, placing himself on top of her. He bit her lips playfully again

Isabella giggled feeling his sensual warm body pressed against hers. She moved her lips away from him and smiled into the pillow.

"No not a war! If you can steal a kiss from me then I shall surrender and she if you will have your way with me."

Still giggling Isabella thrusted up the pillow in his eyes to distract him leaving her to wriggle away through burst of giggles.

Richard giggled after her. He kept on kissing her neck while she was giggling

I think you have no choice, Your Highness. Just surrender...and be mine..

He kissed her passionately while throwing his doublet away

Isabella continued to giggle with joy sitting herself up she pressed her back into him wrapping her arm around his neck kissing him teasingly only with her tongue sometime pulling away teasingly so she could feel his passion for her.

"I surrender for now..."

Richard giggled playing with her tongue

Oh you surely know how to seduce a King, my Princess..

He sighed and kept on kissing her neck slowly until her shoulder

Isabella giggled as his beard felt scratchy against her skin slowly she let out one side of her arm in her nightgown moving her lips against his neck damn he tasted so good.

"You are the only King I have ever seduced it's always been you."

Slowly she guided his hand down her body anticipation always made her giddy for him

Richard sighed deeply closing his eyes. He enjoyed the sensation of her lips on his neck and he let her guiding his hand

Oh I take it asa compliment, then. Your first King..and my first Princess..

He rested his head on pillow staring at her seductive movements on him

Isabella grabbed the piece of silk placing it beside her as she took of his state of chains and unlacing his shirt and lifting it above his head.

"You are at my mercy now."

Taking the silk Isabella tied his hands and kissed down his body very slowly and sensually with a certain nip here and their.

Richard watched her tying his hands to bed. This game started to sound funny. He smiled pleased

Really? There is nothing I can do against this...torture, then. Please have mercy of a poor King..

He said playfully waiting for her next move. He closed his eyes enjoying her kisses

Isabella laughed moving her hand over his member her fingers tickling the tip trying to stir him.

"I don't have any mercy when it comes down to you Richard. Rather how come you never please me with your lips and finger tips"

She arched her eyebrow up at him not liking the Richard that was staring back at her fastly she untied his hands.

"None of you ever please me but yet I run around pleasing you all."

Richard sighed as she untied his hand. He shivered for her fingers on his member. Now that he was free, he grabbed her waist leaning her on bed. He covered her with his body

So the Princess is cmplaining about my lips and fingertips. Very well..

He smiled and slipped his hand under her skirt, until he reached her groin

Isabella shock her head playfully holding down her nightgown trying to stop Richard's hand as she felt her legs turn tingly. No no. The touch of his hand made her body relax and succumb to him. Raising up his head Isabella looked at him. Richard.. She moaned and met his lips passionately.

Richard closed his eyes. The touch of her lips on him was so sweet and relaxing. Moving his fingers among her hairs, he kissed her back with passion

Isabella wrapped her legs around his buttocks pushing him closer edging him nearer to her outer layers. Taking of her nightgown she let her nipples gently move against his bare skin as she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the tip of his manhood. Squeezing gently her eye's turned to the colour of desire as she squeezed and rubbed him the length of him had Isabella moaning as she rubbed her moist all around his tip. She wanted him to watch her body evolve in the wake of paradise.

Richard gasped. A moan of pleasure escaped from his lips as she grabbed his manhood. He met her lips passionately rubbing his chest against her hard nipples

Isabella moved her body upwards her grip tightened around him her eye's watching him with fascination. Her body was caught up in the moment of passion Richard was such a generous lover never gentle he was always fierce. Teasingly she licked her fingers and circled them around her nipples.

Richard watched her teasing her nipples with her fingers. He gasped in excitement and kissed her once more time. He unlaced his pants ready to take her

For a minute Isabella halted him pressing her hand gently upon his chest. You are not deterred from my scar? My mind was almost convinced that after the birth you would not find me and my body so appealing as you once had. Gently Isabella placed a loving hand on his cheek soaking up his warm and sensual smile.