Making her feel beautiful

Flora's hoarse voice added fuel to the message she just conveyed clearly.

Verbal and actual. Her words were beyond titillating.

From her chest to her hips, her lightly waving and slithering-like body was rubbing naked against Damien's.

Her hands were exploring everywhere they could reach in Damien's, muscle-flexing in his every move above her body. Her touch would turn rough, squeezing, kneading, and her nails would scrape, scratch, or bury in Damien's skin as she feels an amazingly bewildering and equally bewitching adulation from a man who doesn't judge her poorly but intimately expressing an intense adoration for her.

"If this is just a dream, I don't wanna wake up," Flora whispered so emotionally. "I feel so wonderful. I feel so beautiful."