Made in Hollywood

Ibiza is a place full of **** bohemian style, full of clubs, **** beaches and hedonistic sights. It perfectly blends nature and luxury, and has always been known for its wildness. The nightlife and parties are famous all over the world, and it is also a magical place to relax and recharge.

"Ibiza can provide you with everything you want."

Just after dragging two large suitcases into the small villa facing the sea, Duke heard Victoria standing in the living room say, "Including a romantic private vacation."

"This is Johnny Depp's villa." Duke dragged his suitcase into Victoria's room. "I wanted to book a presidential suite at the hotel, but it was full, so I had to find someone to borrow this villa."

"Still satisfied?"

Turning his head, he looked at the girl who followed and asked, "Vickie?"

"What I live in Paris is just a civilian life." Victoria walked over, took the suitcase in Duke's hand, and put it aside in the empty space. "We are not the luxurious British royal family..."

She opened a suitcase and looked at Duke, "Can you save me some personal time? I need to change clothes."

"I'm waiting for you outside."

Walking to the outside of the villa,..." Duke stood on the steps, looking at the distant beach. Although this is not a celestial beach, it is a famous **** beach. Most of the men and women who shuttle on it are wearing swimming trunks.

"What are you looking at?" Victoria's voice sounded behind him, "Is there a beautiful girl over there?"

Turning around, Duke looked at the princess who came by, "The most beautiful girl is by my side, do I need to look elsewhere?"

"Honey," he praised timely, "you are so beautiful!"

This princess is about to turn eighteen years old. Wearing tight denim shorts and a short sleeveless t-shirt with a checkered pattern, she shows her youthful vitality to the full. Like most Nordic women, she has amazingly long legs. Although not as straight and smooth as the model, there is a natural nice. Especially the snow-white skin, under the sun, there is still a faint blush.

"Let's go for a walk on the beach."

Retracting his gaze, Duke stretched out his hand to her, Victoria naturally put his hand in his hand, and Duke took her and walked to the beach on the left front.

"Are we going to sea?"

Princess Victoria looked at the sea with a look of expectation, "You didn't change your swimsuit?"

"Same as you." Duke pointed to the swimsuit looming in her t-shirt. "It's hidden inside."

Enter the beach. Finding a place where there are not too many people, Duke rented two beach chairs, bought a few cans of cold beer, threw a can to Victoria, sat on the beach chair, took off his shirt directly, revealing his strong upper body.

"It's been a long time since I went swimming in the sea."

Victoria put the beer aside, took off his t-shirt and shorts. Inside was a light blue swimsuit, she looked at the naked woman around her. He hesitated for a while, but finally did not untie the bust.

The sun slowly moved to the west, getting closer and closer to the sea level. Dukla ran towards the sea with Victoria, and rushed directly into the sea. Victoria broke free of his hand and swam far away.

"Duke, you are too slow!" she shouted back.

"Do you want to compare with me?"

Upon hearing Duke's words, Victoria raised her head and tossed her wet hair. "Okay, I have received special military training, and now I am ahead of you. You have no hope of winning."

"That's not necessarily." Duke stroked his arms, speeding up.

Perhaps it is the natural vitality of the girl. Victoria's speed is indeed very fast. Duke also heard her say that the king of Sweden naturally has the highest military rank in the country, and the heir to the throne must receive some basic military training.

But she was still a girl, and after swimming about fifty feet, Duke caught up.

"Let's go over there."

Duke surpassed her and swam to the front right. It was a large white reef tens of feet in radius. It is also a famous spot on this beach. Standing on it, you can enjoy the beautiful sunset.

Walking up the reef, Duke turned and pulled Victoria up behind him. The two held hands, avoided the nearby lovers, walked to a flat rock facing the west, and sat next to each other.

"Vickie, did you seem to lose to me just now?"

Duke looked at Victoria as if Grandet was about to collect debts. The girl blinked her eyes. Without answering Duke's words, she pointed to the western sky and said, "What a beautiful sunset."

The sky in the distance, red and yellow intertwined, and finally connected with the turquoise water surface, forming a magnificent color on the sea. From far to near, the light slowly climbed up the white reef and fell on Duke He Victoria's body, on their white skin, reflected layers of halo.

As if intoxicated by this beautiful sight, Victoria raised her arms, palms up, her eyes slowly merged, as if she wanted to hold these in her palm...

Turning his head, Duke has been looking at her. There is no makeup on the girl’s face. It is far less beautiful than a Hollywood actress with heavy makeup, but it has a fresh and natural beauty. This beauty comes from the inside out, not a delicate makeup. Can bring.

Perhaps it was this beautiful scenery that brought about a romantic atmosphere, or perhaps it was infected by the few couples around him who got together and kissed. Duke rarely had such fascination with the girl beside him.

"I have to kiss you now." He leaned into Victoria's ear and said.

Princess Victoria opened her eyes and looked at his black eyes, "Really?"

Duke has gotten rid of the emotions he had just now, and slid his fingers around him concealedly, "You are in a romantic storm, you can't live without kissing."

Looking at Duke earnestly, Princess Victoria closed her eyes again and slowly raised her face, only to feel the **** passing lightly across her lips, still carrying the bitterness of sea water.

It was just that the bitterness had not yet deepened, and was replaced by sweetness. She opened her lips slightly, welcoming her male partner's licking and kissing.

The girl's kissing skills were a bit jerky, and Duke easily took the lead, leading the entanglement of his lips and tongue, and gradually changed from a light kiss to a French deep kiss.

At the same time, he stroked Victoria's plump waist with both hands, one hand down and back, the other hand up and forward, and landed on the two softest places of the girl.

Victoria dropped her hands and held both of Duke's hands, but did not throw them away. Duke also understood that you should not be impatient, and that step by step is the best way to attack.

The kiss lasted for a few minutes. After the two separated, Victoria took a few deep breaths, blushing, and staring into the eyes of Duke who was close at hand, "You... don't you think we are progressing too much? Is it coming soon?"

"Really?" Duke raised his brows.

Perhaps because of his identity and family education, the Swedish crown prince may be a little conservative, but this is only compared to the extremely open social atmosphere in Northern Europe.

"I confirm!"

Hearing the girl’s slightly stubborn words, Duke reached out and raised her chin, and another deep kiss was imprinted on the two soft pink lips. Princess Victoria closed her eyes again, immersed in the beauty and sweetness of the kiss. Among.

This is a carnival island, especially after nightfall.

Ibiza, this small island 50 miles away from the Spanish mainland, has always been a place favored by wealthy people. Every summer, some wealthy people or stars can be seen everywhere on the beach.

Surrounded by a few beauties passing by, or getting together to enjoy alcohol and big hemp, it may be rock stars like Mick Jorger or Paul David; some do not care about the image, show or Sexy or horrible upper body may be members of certain royal families in Europe; some with distinctive Arab characteristics, enjoying beautiful women and alcohol, may be princes of a certain emirate...

On this island, let alone Duke, there is nothing surprising or worthy of showing off even Victoria’s identity. There are too many people like them.

When the night is heavy and the time is getting closer to midnight, the carnival atmosphere on the beach reaches its peak. The scene is like a super enlarged version of studio54. The rave party and the bohemian nightlife have just begun.

In the deafening music, Duke and Victoria, like the crowd on the beach, twist their bodies as hard as they can. Dance steps and rhythm are not important at all. Relaxation and revelry are the only themes now.

Although there are a few women around who seem to be interested in his tall and strong body, Duke puts all his energy on Victoria. With the beat of the music, he gets closer and closer to the young and **** girl, probably from the previous kiss. After breaking through the last estrangement between the two, Princess Victoria no longer dodges to avoid Duke's active attack, but instead greets them.

The two bodies finally stuck together, and the unformed messy dance steps finally turned into a face dance. They both rubbed each other hard, feeling the heat of each other's bodies...

"Vickie?"

When the music eased slightly, Duke leaned in Victoria's ear and said, "Let's go back to the villa."

Victoria naturally knew what would happen when she returned to the villa. Although the young director opposite, whether talented or otherwise, was very attractive to her, she didn't want to let him succeed so soon.

"There will be another game in a while." She kissed Duke's lips. "I want to participate."

"Well..." Duke showed a clear smile, "I'll be with you."

The heavy metal music on the central stage of the beach gradually dissipated. A dj stepped up and yelled a few words into the microphone. The stage broke out with cheers that were far more exciting than during the hot dance. It seems that the next show has been waiting for too long Up.

"What did he say." Duke couldn't understand Spanish.

"The game will start soon!"

Princess Victoria also yelled in excitement, turned her head and said to Duke, "This is a rap show for free registration!" (To be continued...)