Aiden didn't pull away.
He kept Lira pinned against the stone wall in the quiet corridor, his body pressed firmly against hers. His mouth claimed hers in another deep, hungry kiss while one hand roughly squeezed her massive breast through the tight black maid uniform. His fingers sank deep into the soft, overflowing flesh, making the heavy mound spill over the low-cut corset top. His other hand was between her thick thighs, fingers rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her slid folds
Lira moaned into his mouth, her body trembling. Her black pigtails were slightly messy against the wall, and her beauty marks — one on her chin and one nestled deep in her cleavage — stood out against her flushed skin.
"Be a little gentle, My Vaelour…" she whispered breathlessly when he finally broke the kiss for air. Her voice was shaky, a mix of nervousness and reluctant pleasure.
