As he rolled her nipple lightly between thumb and forefinger through the thin fabric, his other hand rested on her ass, kneading the plush flesh possessively, pulling her a little closer so her warmth pressed more firmly against him.
The sensations were deeply sensual yet wrapped in romance, every touch a silent declaration of how much he cherished her body and her heart.
"Naughty Stan," she murmured with a loving smile, though her voice had grown slightly breathier. "Here's another fork full of spaghetti…"
He opened his mouth again, accepting the bite while continuing to fondle her.
This time his hand slipped beneath the neckline of her nightgown, palm meeting bare skin as he cradled her breast fully, thumb circling the sensitive peak with slow, reverent strokes.
Sophie shivered pleasantly in his lap, her ass shifting subtly against his thighs in response.
They continued like this for several more bites, a beautiful, intimate rhythm.
