Lillian adjusted her position, sitting up on the bed before bending forward. Her head dipped low, her hair cascading over her shoulders, and her hips arched high, presenting herself without reservation.
It had been years since she had assumed such a position, but the movements came back to her as naturally as breathing.
She was surprised by how right it felt, as though rediscovering a part of herself she hadn't accessed in years. It was like learning to walk again, but with a sense of exhilaration that coursed through her body.
Ross leaned in closer, his hands caressing her back before resting on her hips. He let out a soft, appreciative sound as he took in the sight before him.
"You're stunning, Lillian. Everything about you is flawless."
Lillian blushed, a mix of pride and embarrassment heating her cheeks. But she didn't protest as his hands explored further, gliding over her smooth, unblemished skin.