However, Keith somehow was stunned when she broke free with ease from his sudden clasp and raised her hand. Still, he continued to anchor not to bury her further.
Subconsciously, her palm reached out his chest and had her skin seared from his living hearth.
When her finger accidentally swept through his pink nipple, he hissed from the moment he got touched by her; such graze would make him tense as ever.
'This…'
His muscles would flinch even her slightest touch.
Like the very first time.
Even after all what happened, Keith was still so sensitive whenever his erogenous zones were exploited.
For a few seconds, she could feel the weight that pressed her, the ones down that she couldn't help but react as well.
Nathalie widened her eyes when her shin was right on his crotch, feeling the girth from every throb of it.
"Your Grace…" Keith went up close, just right next to her ear, and let out a low tone, almost inaudible. "I—"
