Aslan didn't answer because he wanted Rosie to keep on moving her hips. Rosie, who was feeling hot, took off her tunic, making Aslan widen his eyes in surprise. His eyes were wide open to see Rosie's two jiggling breasts exposed without a cloth right in front of his eyes.
The candlelight swayed on Rosie's skin, making the girl's skin glow beautifully in the dim light of Aslan's room. The rain seemed to be slowly subsiding. It was not as loud as before, but the light hadn't turned on yet.
Aslan swallowed hard. Rosie's breasts were only an inch away from his face, and his left hand felt like touching it.
"I know you must be fighting the urge to make love tonight. Then, how about we do something like on page sixty-nine? We had read the same book, right?"
