Keneth's lips were so sweet, Isabel couldn't resist the kiss on his lips. Keneth's hand traced Isabel's arm, then cupped her chest, which was still covered by the dress she was wearing. A sigh escaped Isabel's lips. Keneth took the opportunity to stick his tongue into Isabel's mouth.
Both of them dissolve in the dance of their lips and tongues. To forget where they are. Isabel's arms had unconsciously wrapped beautifully around Keneth's neck, dangling as if they were his last hold.
While Keneth's hand wrapped around Isabel's waist, while the other hand teased the woman's chest.
Their activities stopped when Keneth's ears caught the sound of footsteps and the conversation of someone approaching their hiding place. Keneth immediately became alert, pulled his lips away from Isabel's, and peeked from behind the curtain to see who was coming. It turned out that only the maids were passing through the palace corridors while joking.
