As Gilbert's fingers trailed along her skin, Beatrice felt a wave of desire wash over her. The way he slowly peeled off her stocking, revealing her bare skin inch by inch, made her ache with longing.
And as he finally pulled off her stocking completely, she felt a rush of excitement that she couldn't contain. The way he looked at her with hunger in his eyes made her feel like the most desirable woman in the world.
"Feeling hungry, my love?" Gilbert chuckled, his eyes raking over her excited face with a mischievous glint. "I know just the thing to satisfy your appetite," he added, his voice low and husky.
Gilbert's lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "But you'll just have to wait and see, my love," he whispered, sending shivers down her spine. "But I promise you won't be disappointed."
