No

"No, I'm not. I'm married, remember?" Sylvia reminded me.

I nodded. "But there's something you're not telling me."

She looked down. "Well, my husband and I don't sleep together that often. Our parents arranged the marriage, and..."

"And you don't love him," I replied. She nodded. "Well, given that you're married, I can't marry you. But I can make love to you."

"But your highness...is that right?"

"It's not right if you're not experiencing love from your husband," I replied firmly. Before she could say anything else, I kissed her gently on the lips. Her eyes widened, but she didn't push away. "I take it that's a yes."

"Yes, your highness, make love to me."

I stood up, got out of the tub and picked her up. I carried her to the bed, where I placed her gently. I moved in between her legs and entered her slowly. She moaned as my cock moved into her pussy.

We kissed as we began making love. I began thrusting into her harder. She wrapped her legs around me, bringing me further into her.

Our lovemaking didn't last long before I came inside her. She cried out as her climax hit.

"Sylvia, that was wonderful," I told her, kissing her.

"Yes, Your Highness, that was wonderful. I would like to make love with you again."