"Now, let me show you how sorry I am," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Beatrice shivered with anticipation as Gilbert's hands explored every inch of her body, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
As Gilbert's hands trailed down to Beatrice's breasts, she arched her back and let out a soft moan. He fondled them expertly, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Then, with a hungry look in his eyes, he nibbled on the sensitive spot that made her moan even louder.
Beatrice trailed her fingers through his hair, lost in the sensation of his touch. "Ah, Gilbert, give me more," she moaned, unable to control her desire.
"Don't tempt me, my love," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. "You have no idea what a man can do when provoked."
