"Lord Dorian—"
Seraphina called out to him in a hushed tone, her lips dangerously close to his as her heated breath pressed against his face.
His hand was still grabbing her boobs, and her soft, thick ass was resting on his groin.
"I want to do it."
As her words slipped into his ears, Dorian no longer had any control over his body.
His erection rose even more, poking Seraphina's butt.
When she tried to look to know what that could be, Dorian grabbed her by the arm and pushed her back to the bed.
For a long time, they gazed into each other's eyes, and the only sound they could hear was the ragged sound of their breaths.
Seraphina could tell Dorian was still feeling hesitant, trying to pull his walls back up despite the fact she had broken them already.
The moment she noticed that he was considering pulling away, she quickly acted. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and then pulled him close for a kiss.
As their lips touched, Dorian did not once deny it.
