Theo's hands moved up her body, his fingers teasing the fabric of her dress as they made their way to her breasts. He cupped them gently, his thumbs brushing over the hardened nipples. Aria gasped, her back arching as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. She had never been touched like this, never felt such a deep, primal need to be claimed by another.
With a smooth motion, Theo slid her top down, revealing her firm, round breasts. They were perfect, the rosy tips begging to be kissed and sucked. He leaned in, his mouth closing around one tight bud, his tongue flicking and teasing it to a peak of pleasure. Aria's hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she moaned, her body writhing beneath his touch.
