Chapter 265 - Every Day Should Be Like This
By the time they pulled apart, they were both breathless.
Eli's eyes widened when he remembered the painting that still wasn't dry yet. He had some on his hands--gloves.
He would need to wash the black-smearing liquid off his gloves and give her henna tattoo a little retouch.
It was a good thing it hadn't been really affected.
He wanted to pull away but he couldn't, his Donna's legs had him caged to her, the heels of her feet digging slightly against his butt, as she threw her head back with an almost silent moan, resting heavily on her hands that were pressed flat against the surface of the table for support.
It was a sight. One that Eli liked.
He craved to see her naked under the candlelight, delirious from his effect on her.
A moan resonated through his chest, the warmth his Donna had trapped around him was starting to feel like intoxication.
His hand cupped the back of her neck and he moved her to face him.