The sensation of her supple flesh in his hand was marvelous beyond words. After indulging in her soft breast, he removed her remaining armor and pulled up her loose tunic. For a moment, it felt as though the air had been sucked from his lungs.
Her skin shimmered like pearl even in the shade, and her swollen bosom was a delicate pink. After regarding her in awe, he cupped the bottom of her firm breast and took her taut nipple into his mouth.
His heart felt close to exploding. Holding her writhing body, Riftan sucked on the soft flesh. His wife responded by clasping at his hair, alternating between pulling him closer and pushing him away.
He relentlessly nibbled and licked her sensitive nipple before looking up at her face. Her gray eyes, reminiscent of glass beads, were wet and misty with desire.
An electrifying shudder ran down his spine at how she writhed in pleasure in his arms. The feeling was exquisite.