Her nightgown was bunched around her thighs now, her body trembling under his touch, her red eyes hazy with something she had never let anyone see before.
Aiden kissed her slow, pulling back just enough to whisper, "You're beautiful… every inch of you."
Her chest rose and fell quickly. "D-don't just say it… prove it…"
He smirked, palm sliding up again, cupping her breast, thumb brushing across her nipple until it stiffened hard against his skin. She moaned softly, biting her lip, then gave up on holding it back.
"Ahhh~… Sir…"
He leaned closer, mouth brushing her ear. "You know… Lysandra's skin, it's a lighter shade. Pale green. Gorgeous in its own way."
Arisha blinked, confused, cheeks heating. "Why… why talk about her while you're doing this to me?"
