After staying and celebrating with those who came for the marriage they excused themselves and went to their room.
The two stood face to face and looked at each other in the eyes before Emea suddenly declared.
''Kiss me." She suddenly leaned in and briefly captured his lips, which prompted him to comply with her demand.
They felt the same sensation again, albeit tuned down, but the lust that drowned Orpheus was far more outrageous than what he faced in the afternoon.
His hands trembled as he pulled her towards him, making her sit in his lap, locking her legs around him.
She tasted so sweet that he did not want to part from her lips, and Emea could feel his hardness digging into her ass. His ragged breaths and trembling body were evidence of how much discomfort he was in.
"Again?" She asked before letting him capture her lips once more, and Orpheus did not answer her through words.
