Prince's Secret Daughter - Introduction
Al-Sintra Family series
“Momma! Your foot is slipping! You have to keep your foot on the blue dot!”
Helen groaned, then peered under her arm at her daughter. Angela was sitting with her legs crossed beside the Twister plastic mat with the spinner thing on her lap. Angela and Raj had played several rounds of Twister, laughing hysterically whenever Helen called out a color and whichever limb needed to touch it. The three of them had laughed at the contortions required until Angela had fallen on her hip.
Then Angela had decreed that it was Helen and Raj’s turn while she spun the dial.
“I think she’s making up the directions,” Raj grumbled as he fought to maintain his left hand on the yellow dot while his right hand stayed on the green dot and both his feet balanced precariously on blue dots.
“I think you’re right,” Helen growled.
“Left hand on blue!” Angela called out, grinning with such mischievousness that Helen was almost certain her daughter was doing it on purpose.
Helen wasn’t laughing any longer. She was in danger of falling right on Raj. Every time he or she moved , their bodies touched. It wasn’t just arms and legs though. It was breasts and shoulders, stomachs, and she’d even had a happy brush of her arm against Raj’s firm butt. Until Angela had called out a new dot-hand requirement.
“Right foot to yellow!” she called out.
Raj groaned, looking around before his eyes settled on Helen’s. “I don’t think it’s going to work,” he admitted.
Helen’s immediately shook her head, trying to warn him not to shift, but he was already moving his foot. The only way he could manage the new position was for his leg to slide between hers. Helen tried to plead with him not to do it. But Raj’s tongue peeked between his lips as he concentrated on moving just one foot to a yellow spot on the slippery, plastic sheet.
And that was all it took. One moment, the two of them were precariously balanced, then the next moment, Raj accidentally touched her thigh and…they came tumbling down in a heap. Raj somehow managed to grab her, catching her so that she landed on him instead of the harder floor. But this new position meant that their bodies were touching in every possible way.
Helen held her breath as she felt Raj’s thigh press against her core. She was so aroused after that game, it would take very little to send her over the edge.
Raj must have realized how close she was, or maybe it was because he was obviously aroused as well, but he held her hips very still, not moving himself for a long moment.
Helen and Raj stayed like that, neither moving as they both tried to figure out how to extricate themselves from this position without arousing the other person further.
