Rowan's hand slowly caressed Rosalind's hips as he held her steady. Beneath his palms, he could feel just how soft and round she was, which only made the sight in front of him more intoxicating as she remained bent before him in nothing but his shirt.
Just seeing her like that, exposed to him in such an intimate way, was enough to make his lower body harden that morning, so he leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss to her bare skin and Rosalind took in a steady breath, her body already reacting to his closeness.
His hands then moved lower, gliding over her thighs and toward that sensitive place that had already begun to throb with anticipation. Even though she was already wet, he took his time teasing her, slipping his fingers in and out deliberately to build her anticipation until her body was fully responsive to him.
