Arabella was well trained indeed.
The mistress that took charge of her training had taught her that when the prince would ask for idle posture, it meant bringing her arms behind her body then folding them up across her back as opposed to doing so over her chest.
"What is taking you so long? His highness has given you a simple order or is your brain incapable of comprehending basic terms?" Zarah's cold hands landed a harsh smack beneath Arabella's left tit, causing it to bounce up and then fall.
she flinched and immediately cross grasped her elbows behind her back which made her breasts pop all the more forward, growing closer to Cedric who still stood in front of her.
