A Message From The Castle

He kissed his way back up, but his fingers did not relent. They teased her, drawing soft moans from her lips. His touch was deliberate, knowing exactly how to drive her wild. Beth's heart raced as her body responded to him, her mind clouded with the pleasure he was giving her.

His lips trailed about her neck, face and chest region, but would go no further, leaving a path of fire in their wake. Her skin tingled under his kisses, and she writhed in response to his touch, lost in the sensation. Charles paused, his breath hot against her, and glanced down at her, his eyes dark with lust.

Beth blinked back her ragged vision, urgency compelling her to demand, "Why did you…?" She tried breathlessly, her hand reaching to tangle in her own hair. She gasped. "Don't stop now."

"Are you alright?" His eyes were filled with concern.