Edmund's hands, large and somewhat trembling, grazed Angela's sides, drawing a shiver through her, reaching down to the softness of her thighs with delicate intent. Angela exhaled a sigh, one that echoed with the intoxicating mix of anticipation and a hint of anxiety as she felt the insistent press of his erection against her abdomen.
She shifted, a subtle, instinctual motion, driven by a deep-seated need she hadn't known she possessed, craving to have him nestled within her. Edmund's eyes darkened at her reaction, his fingers trailing back up her thigh, this time not stopping at the juncture. He felt her tense briefly before melting against him, her breath hitching as he found her center, his fingers slipping easily through her folds, coating themselves in her arousal.