Chapter 33 Unsure

• Ghost’s POV
• I’m fucking lost. The way Prince is kissing me, the way his hands move over my skin, it’s got my mind spiraling, unraveling until there’s nothing left but him. The kiss is rough, relentless, and as it deepens, more and more clothes hit the floor until we’re completely naked.
• His hand wraps around both of our cocks, his grip firm, and I swear I’m losing it. My breath hitches, my chest tightens, and for a fleeting second, I think I’m dreaming. This feels so fucking good, so overwhelming—but wrong.