Seraphina Redgrave, who was always composed, was also flustered, unsure whether she should make a sound now.
She had never encountered a situation like this before.
Beatrice Fawcett sighed, "What is Seraphina doing? Is she asleep? Can I come in?"
Just after saying this, Seraphina heard the gentle sound of Beatrice turning the doorknob. Seraphina didn't dare to move, but her mouth was faster than her brain and she spoke, "Don't come in!"
Ethan Sterling leaned over, gently biting her collarbone, alternating between light and heavy pressure, occasionally accompanied by teasing licks with his tongue.
Seraphina shivered, and the tone of her voice changed, becoming very suggestive.
Raising her amber eyes, Seraphina glanced at herself in the mirror, seeing the usually calm and collected self with eyes red-rimmed and full of daze.
Ethan was very satisfied seeing Seraphina like this; she was completely devoid of her usual emotionless demeanor.
