Ynna gazed at Rex when he laid her down on the bed. The red-orange flames of the candlelight that were decorated on the bedside table were mixed with his endearing eyes on her. It was a sight for her to behold.
He took her hand and kissed the back of it, still looking at her. She drew in her breath when his lips brushed up against her skin, tracing her up to her arm, her neck, and her lips. His kiss was so gentle when he captured her lips, giving her time to savor it before responding to it.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him the same feeling of his kisses on her.
Her heartbeat doubled as his hand began to move. His hand slipped on her nightie. And she gets tickled because of his fingers moving up to her body.
He unhooked her brassiere in just a snap of a moment. And sh
