While lifting the bottom of her dress, Tidas watched his beloved contemplate his meaning. It was adorable; the look she'd get when thinking hard about something. But Tidas didn't want her thinking right now, he wanted Skye moaning. To see her in the throes of passion again, like how she'd been at the hollow.
Tidas rolled up his wife's dress and ran his hands slowly up the inside of her legs. The sensation sent waves of heat and need throughout her body. When he reached the top of her thighs, he massaged where her hips met her legs. After a moment; his fingers slipped inside the lining of her underwear.
While tugging at them, Tidas said; "Lift your ass for me a little, wife."
Skye complied; allowing him to slip her white, lacy undergarment down and off. Tidas tossed them onto the seat next to Skye before he turned his attention back to his wife. Her dress had unfurled slightly, obscuring his view.
