Warning ⚠️ : some mature content present.
He made her shiver. He made her melt. He made her want to give herself to him, something she'd sworn she would never do outside marriage.
She felt his hand on the button of her dress, could feel the fabric loosening as each slipped through its buttonhole, this was everything she'd sworn she would never do, and yet when her bodice tumbled to her waist, leaving her shamelessly exposed, she gasped his name and arched her back, offering herself to him like some sort of forbidden fruit.
Richard stopped breathing when he saw her in the dim light. He'd pictured this moment in his mind so many times. Every night as he lay in bed, and every dream when he slept.
But this... This reality was far sweeter than a dream and far more erotic.
His hand, which had been stroking the warm skin on her back slowly slid over her rib cage.