Sarah shuddered as the voice traveled deep into her brain. She never had any intention of marrying, but the word "newlyweds" sounded so sensual and...arousing. It sounded like a bubble in which nothing existed but the two of them—peaceful and safe.
Safe for them to do whatever they wanted. Safe enough for her to do what she usually avoided, like having sexual action somewhere other than a bed.
With clear permission, Hajin no longer had any worry or hesitation about devouring his princess. He rubbed her through the fabric of her shorts, making her arch against him more. Carefully holding her jaw, Hajin tilted her head to kiss her lips, at the same time slipping his hand inside her pants.
"Mmh!" Sarah moaned into the kiss, squirming as the bodyguard's deft fingers rubbed her wet. She found herself eagerly moving her hips, asking for more friction at the front and back.
