Arthur's POV
I ran my hands over her neck and down the curve of her buttocks, cupping them in my hands and pressing her closer against me. My hips ground against hers; my arousal hard and hot and aching. I gathered the fabric of her gown and pulled it up until I could slide my hands over the smooth flesh of the backs of her thighs. I shifted quickly, drew my lips from here, and in one well-practiced move, pulled her gown over her head and tossed it aside.
"Ohh my." She sighed.
Why does she look surprised over it, like it is something new?
I pulled her hard against me, and my lips once more claimed her. Her naked breasts crushed against my bare chest, the redhead tips of her n*****s pressing hard against me. My hands roamed over the derriere. Her hands trailed down to my side, her touch
