Even though Alexander's pants were still in place, Corina was able to effectively remove his belt. Her cheeks turned red as she glanced up at him, and she quickly withdrew to the bedroom. She still held the belt in her right hand when she retreated.
Alexander gave her a sly grin before following her. "Whatever are you doing with that, wife?" Over her dress, he placed his hands on her thighs and mumbled a notion under his breath. "You don't need to stop."
"I wanted to take off your pants," she boldly answered, a hint of shyness in her voice. "But then I became nervous."
Corina felt his lips crash against hers. She once again wrapped her arms around his neck as he slipped a hand underneath her dress, his fingers sliding slowly up between her thighs. "If you... take this off," he purred against her lips.
The belt fell from her grasp to the floor.
Corina pulled back from the kiss and looked into his eyes. "Um, soon."
