He resumed using his knuckles to caress my thighs again, moving upward till he got to the area between my legs and another moan slipped past my lips while he pushed the hem of my dress back to reveal my pussy. My face flushed instantly when he fixed his gaze there and I had the urge to cover myself up but I didn't.
"Your Imperial Highness," he said, keeping his eyes on my pussy, as my thighs tingled and heat pooled in my lower belly.
"Huh?"
"It's not 'My Lord'... It's 'Your Imperial Highness'." His voice was husky as he stroked my clit and I shivered. "... But you should call me my name when we're alone."
I was barely able to process what he was saying because of what he was doing and I nodded absentmindedly in response. His thumb suddenly delved deep, parting my pussy lips before sliding up to gently rub my clit and I let out a small cry.