With a gentle but firm pull, Raven brought her toward the seat opposite him. Seraphina's body wobbled slightly from the sudden movement, and Raven's strong hands quickly steadied her by grabbing her waist, guiding her to sit on his thighs.
The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down her spine, and she found herself leaning into him, seeking comfort in his embrace.
The view from above was vastly different than from the front. The deep cut of her collar revealed the smooth, unblemished skin of her breasts.
Raven couldn't help but stare, his gaze filled with admiration and a touch of possessive jealousy. He marveled at the sight of her, his desire for her growing with each passing second.
"I've never seen this dress before," he remarked, his voice low. His fingers traced the edge of her collar, feeling the delicate fabric against her skin.
