"Adrian, what are you trying to do?" Clara gasped when his finger gently traced a circle over her clitoral area. She stared into his deep, piercing eyes, her own sparkling with playfulness.
"I am loving you, my lovely wife," he said, rubbing his finger a little faster.
Clara closed her eyes, feeling the rush in her body, and captured his lips.
Adrian let go of his hand from her clitoral area and picked her up, slowly placing her on the bed.
Clara silently observed his serious face and smiled. However, she was curious to know what he was going to do this time.
They did not remember how many positions they had used in the past, but this time felt different.
With his knees resting on her side, Adrian pinned Clara's hand above her head and belted her wrist.
Clara chuckled looking at Adrian and he leaned to peck her lips.
"Soon you are going to cry my name, honey," Adrian muttered, deepening the kiss.
