Esther's mind was in a whirlwind as she tried to get her bearings. Her knees had suddenly become weak and wobbly, and her hands now gripped the sides of her dress.
Joshua brought one of his hands up from the counter and rested it on her hip, dragging it to her waist before pulling her a bit harshly against him. A gasp escaped Esther's lips with the impact as their face were now just inches apart.
"Josh..."
"Mmm?" Joshua hummed, nuzzling her hair and sniffing it loudly.
"Someone might... walk in on us..." Esther stuttered in a whisper and tried to slowly wriggle out of his hold. In that attempt, she didn't realize she was rubbing against Joshua's hard member.
He cursed inwardly. Why did he always land himself into trouble? Any time he teased her, he ended up in a messy state, but he never stopped himself. Only God knows the amount of self-control he had been hanging on, and how fast his time was running out. He slowly brought his lips back to hers.