Edmund was right.
Primrose loved this kind of position. It might have been ordinary, but it was still her favorite.
She had probably said it many times before, but there was nothing she liked more than sitting on her husband's lap. No matter how often they did it, she never grew tired of it.
"Dr. Celdric said this position is very intimate, and I don't have to worry about pressing on your stomach by mistake." Edmund sat on the edge of the bed while Primrose settled on his lap. "And this way, I can kiss you whenever I want."
But instead of kissing her lips, Edmund slid down the thin strap of her nightgown and kissed her shoulder.
The nightgown seemed made to be worn for only a few minutes because after that, it became completely useless.
Her breasts were already exposed the moment Edmund tugged the fabric down a little. "My wife … you feel so soft here," he said while kneading her breasts.
