Thornak began pressing kisses along Lara's neck. She laughed and tried to squirm away.
"You're being too naughty," she chided, still giggling.
Thornak caught her wrists gently, pinning her down to the soft grass. "Let me be."
He kissed her belly, slowly. Her giggles softened and then only her moans remained, carried through the garden.
His hands traced the curves of her body. Her skin tingled at his touch, every caress sending ripples of warmth through her. He leaned down, his lips finding hers in a tender, lingering kiss.
Thornak's touch shifted, a tender exploration that made her breath catch.
His fingers brushed over her skin, tracing the delicate line of her abdomen and moving lower in between her thighs, parting them slightly. Thornak traced her silken folds, parting them with delicate care before slipping a finger inside her.
