For MariahHenderson1997 ,

"No, we're not doing that."

"Oh, come on. It'll be fun," He mutters against her skin as his hands simultaneously caress her thighs. Mariah hated that he had her in this position. Her leaning against the countertop in their kitchen with his face buried in her neck. He knew she'd do anything for him in a heartbeat.

But this...this was different.

"I said no, Prince," She replied softly, giggling as his lips lightly brushed against her skin, "We're not risking anyone seeing us in a compromising position. It could ruin your career."

"Or help it..."

"Prince!"

"What?" He chuckles lowly, pulling back to survey her face. She sighed softly, rolling her eyes in a playful manner, as he continued speaking, "I'm just kidding, baby. It'll be for our eyes only."

"Yeah, until it gets in the wrong hands and the media finds out about it."

"Baby-."

"The answer is still no, Prince," Mariah interrupts him, chuckling softly at the defeated expression on his face, "I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed."

"Alright," He replied with a sigh, stepping back to allow her to leave, "You're no fun."

"I'm sorry you feel that way," Mariah chuckled softly, turning on her heels and heading for their bedroom. Prince scoffed, loudly, most likely on purpose so she could hear him. She didn't even have to turn around to know he was following behind her.

"No you're not," He muttered, closing the door behind them once they made it inside. Mariah walked over to her drawer and opened it as she listened to Prince complain, "You just like to torture me."

"No, I don't," She giggled, grabbing her pajamas and sitting them on the bed. She closed the drawer and opened the one under it, "I just don't want you dealing with any negative attention from the media."

"You act like I'm asking you to do something extreme," Prince scoffed, plopping himself down on the bed as Mariah grabbed her underwear, "It's just a video that'll be safe with us. No one will see it."

"It only takes one of us to leave the camera sitting around for a member of the staff to see," She replied, closing the drawer and proceeding to undress, "Who knows? They might be upset with you that day and decide to sell whatever's on the tape."

"Now, you're just being ridiculous."

"No, I'm being logical. And cautious. We're in this together. Whatever happens to you, happens to me. So, if we make this tape and it gets leaked, it'll reflect terribly on both of us."

"Okay, you're right," Prince sighs, his hazel orbs roaming over Mariah's frame as she wraps her towel around her body, "it was a stupid idea. I thought it would be fun."

"Oh, trust me. If things were different, this idea of yours would've been so much fun. Right now, it's not."

He sighs softly again, but says nothing back in response. She lets out her own sigh as she turns and heads for the bathroom.

While Mariah was in the shower, Prince thought about her words. She was only saying no for his own good, but he just wanted to have a little fun with the love of his life. Is he pushing this tape thing too far?

Laying back on the bed, his eyes roamed over the ceiling landing on something shiny near the ceiling fan. It was small, but you could still see it if you were looking hard enough. A smirk slowly finds its way to his lips.

He'd forgotten he put that there.

Time to have a little fun, he thought, the moment the door opened and Mariah emerged from the bathroom. Prince's hazel orbs were fixated on her immediately as she walked over to the bed. The sight of her completely naked before him with water still clinging to her skin-aside from the towel that covered her frame-made him lick his lips. As if he were drawn to her, he sat up on his hands and knees, and crawled to the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Mariah giggled, her questioning gaze locking with Prince's as she watched him take the end of her towel between his teeth and tug at it in a playful manner. He chuckled lowly as her hand flew up to her chest, unconsciously tightening the material around her naked frame.

Finally letting the towel go, his lips move to her exposed thighs, gently brushing against the skin there, very slowly, as if he had all the time in the world.

"Mmm," the moan combined with the soft gasp that escaped her lips was like music to Prince's ears. He had to hear it again.

After finally getting to her center, his tongue swipes at her slit once and again, eliciting more of those soft moans from her mouth that he was waiting for.

"What are you doing?" She asks again, gasping softly as his tongue swipes at her entrance again. He chuckles lowly.

"Having my dessert before bed," He replied before going back to the task at hand. Mariah grabs onto the bed post for support so her knees won't give out on her. Her legs were trembling from his actions and words.

"Oh," she moans softly as he brings his hands up to her thighs, gripping them firmly to hold her steady as he brought her to ecstasy, "Yes."

"Mmm," Giving her lower lips one last lick, Prince pulls away and sits up on his knees. Mariah tucks her bottom lip between her teeth, watching as he slowly unbuttons the shirt he's wearing. He smirks, letting it slide off his shoulders, his arms, and onto the bed. With his eyes never leaving hers, his hand travels down to the button on his pants as he continues speaking, "Take off that towel."

"Take off those pants first," Mariah replied back, smirking at Prince's surprised expression. Prince chuckles lowly.

"Nuh-uh, ladies first," He tells her and tucks his bottom lip between his teeth as he waits patiently for her to do as he requested.

Mariah's smirk grows to a full smile as she removes the towel from her body and lets it drop to the floor while her hips move in a teasing manner.

Prince tucks his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes roam over her naked frame.

"Mmm...that's right. Dance for me," He mutters softly, his tone low and husky as he reaches out for her. She chuckles lowly, stepping back before his fingers could connect with her bare skin.

"Nuh-uh, pants first," Mariah says, sort of mimicking his words, making him chuckle softly. Her voice lowers slightly as she continues speaking, "Then you can have me however you'd like."

"You're such a tease," Prince mumbles jokingly, finally unbuttoning and unzipping his pants while keeping his eyes on hers. Mariah smiled and bit her lip, her eyes following his every move as she watches him climb out of bed and slide the pants off, letting them drop to the floor. An almost inaudible moan slipped past her lips.

She always loved when he didn't wear underwear.

Smirking at her reaction, he climbs back in bed and motions for her to join him. She does as he requested, climbing into bed and on top of him. She gives him a small grin before leaning down and pressing her lips to his.

"Mmm," A soft moan escaped them at the same time as their hands caress anywhere they felt skin.

As the kiss deepens, their tongues fought for dominance briefly until Mariah won the battle, eliciting a low groan from Prince.

He always loved when she took control.

"Mmm...I can't wait anymore, baby," He spoke barely above a whisper against her lips as his hands make their way to her behind, gripping it lightly while he finished his sentence, "I need you."

Without a word, Mariah kisses him deeply as her left hand trails from his chest to his stomach, her perfectly manicured nails gently raked down the length of his abs, feeling the muscles contract underneath her touch. Prince inhaled sharply and let out a soft moan. That was her cue to continue, letting her hand venture lower until it was right between them. As if by instinct, she lightly grips him, stroking him slowly and gently. His eyes close as he releases a low throaty groan, making Mariah tuck her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Ride me," The words were spoken so lowly, she would've missed them had she not been paying attention. A smile slowly crept across her lips as she lifted herself up just enough to line him up with her entrance.

"What's the magic word?" She asks, her eyebrow raised, grinding her lower half against the tip of his member as she waits for his answer. All she could get out of him was a low moan. She chuckled, "Hmm?"

"Please?"

That was all Mariah needed to continue, letting out a few of her own quiet moans as she lowered herself down onto his member. Nothing else could be heard in the room other than their soft groans and sighs of pleasure as her hips rolled against his.

"What are you doing?" Prince asks, chuckling lightly as he watches her lean over and grab something off the nightstand. All without breaking contact with each other. She smiles.

"Getting my camera so i can capture this moment," She replied, adjusting the lens. With a click and a flash, she catches him in the middle of a low moan. He laughs softly.

"I thought we weren't doing that," He responds, his hands moving to her hips, gripping them firmly yet gently as her pace quickens a bit. She chuckles.

"Oh, this is for my private collection, baby," She tells him, snapping another picture before he could say anything else, "I know no one will see these."

"How can you be so sure?" Prince asks, groaning softly as his hips quickly thrust upward to meet hers. Mariah's lips part at the same time her head tilts back and her eyes close, not bothering to answer his question. He smirks, sitting up a little and taking the camera from her just as it was about to slip from her grasp, "Answer me, baby."

"I-," Was all she could get out of her mouth before a loud moan escaped her lips. He chuckles lowly, sitting the camera on the bed.

"You, what?" He questions her, his mouth lightly pressed against her ear. His arms wrap around her, hugging her closer to him as his thrusts become a little sloppy. A soft gasp escapes them at the same time.

"I-I'm gonna come," She mutters, giving him an answer other than the one he wanted to hear. He grunts softly at the feel of her walls clenching and releasing around him.

"Me too, baby. Come with me."

"I can't."

"Yes, you can," His voice was low and husky as he slowed his thrusts down a bit so she could feel every inch of him, "Come."

At those words, she finally succumbed to the spine tingling pleasure that racked her entire body. He soon followed behind her, both of them shaking uncontrollably.

Once they had a chance to catch their breath, kisses, soft bites, licks, and hushed whispers were exchanged, ending with Prince laying Mariah down on the bed. He climbs on top of her, leaning in and giving her a few more kisses on her lips. She moans into his mouth, wrapping her legs around his waist. Although she was completely spent, she loved the feel of him on top of her. Inside her.

"Mmm, I've got to go check on something, baby," He mutters, trying to lift himself up. She whines softly, pulling him back down to her and wrapping her arms around him.

"No. Stay."

"It'll only take a minute. I promise," He says quietly, and pecks her lips. She sighs into the kiss, removing her legs from his waist.

"Okay," She replied, removing her arms from around him, "Hurry back."

"I will."

As Prince climbed off of Mariah and headed for the bathroom to remove the condom that was somehow slipped on during their lovemaking, he chuckled lowly to himself. She had no idea what he'd just done. And he couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she finds out.

A/N: Merry Christmas Eve, Everyone! 😉. And Merry Christmas to the ones that will not be on here tomorrow 💜.