Her back pressed flush against my chest.
And her ass nestled perfectly against my groin like it was custom-made to fit there.
My body reacted instantly. A Pavlovian response to the soft curves suddenly pressed against me. Blood rushed southward with such speed it left me momentarily lightheaded.
I was rock hard in seconds.
And given our position, there was absolutely no way she didn't feel it pressing insistently against the curve of her backside.
She froze in my arms. Breath caught audibly in her throat. The sword clattered forgotten to the floor. Her hands instinctively clutched at my forearms where they encircled her waist.
Slowly, seemingly against her will, she turned her head. Looked up at me over her shoulder. Face burning crimson. Her gaze dropped momentarily. Then snapped back up. Eyes widening as she processed exactly what was pressing against her.
