Eventually, all resistance faded, and Lucius swept Adara up in his arms and carried her across the room to their bed. He laid her down and she reached up to pull his tunic over his head.
In turn, he pulled her tunica and woolen breeches off, leaving her naked in the lamplight, her skin and her n*****s reacting to his touch and the cold air.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as his hand ran slowly all over her body as if he were re-familiarizing himself with every inch.
Adara’s legs pulled him down as his hand massaged her breasts. He had forgotten the pleasures that Venus could offer, the joys of pleasing his wife.
Lucius kissed her everywhere until he reached her most intimate places and he was rewarded with deep sighs that rumbled in her breast after a time.
Adara pulled Lucius up
