His hand quickly grabbed hold of her soft chest while wrinkling her clothes as well. It was such a pity that he couldn't taste her bare skin even though it was just snuggled right in his palm. All this because he couldn't be sure when his servants would arrive with their meal.
His big hands sensually traced along her thighs making them stiffen with anticipation. He then soothed her tightly closed legs before gently spreading them open. After that, he buried his face deeply at Seraphina's nape while stroking his hands inwards.
His hands moved with familiarity, slipping under her skirt and pressing against her core. Seraphina grasped his broad shoulders, her breath hitching.
"We can't... The servants might arrive any moment," she whispered.
"I won't go too far," he murmured in her ear, his voice low and tantalizing. As he nibbled gently on her earlobe, her body trembled with pleasure. "But I want to hear your moans."
