Chapter 93: The Most Alluring Woman
With deliberate slowness, William’s hands began to explore Anna’s body, gliding over her soft skin and leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
His fingertips grazed the delicate slope of her neck, lingered over her collarbones, and traced a teasing line down the swell of her cleavage. When he lightly brushed her nipples, her chest quivered with a subtle, involuntary shiver of excitement, her breath catching in her throat.
His touch continued its languid descent—sliding down her waist, over the curves of her hips and thighs, until he reached her calves. Then, with confident hands, he grasped her ankles and gently but firmly spread her legs open before him, exposing her completely.
"Giving me permission to do anything..." William murmured, his voice low and filled with restrained hunger, "That’s quite a dangerous move, Anna. But for your sake, I’ll try to keep some of my control."
He slid a pillow beneath her lower back in one smooth motion, adjusting her position with care before reaching for the waistband of her silk panties. In a single tug, he slipped them off and let them fall to the floor, his gaze lingering for a moment on the soft pink flush of her exposed skin.
Anna flinched slightly, the raw vulnerability of the moment making her entire body tense—but she didn’t pull away. She remained still, motionless, trusting him even in her embarrassment.
Fixing his dark gaze between her thighs, William lifted her right ankle to his face and pressed a featherlight kiss to her skin. His lips lingered a moment too long, and she could feel the restraint behind the act—how close he was to giving in and sinking his teeth into her flesh just to mark her as his.
Then, drawing a single finger along her folds, he watched as her body responded to his touch. A faint, satisfied smile curled his lips.
"You seem ready for me," he said, his voice velvet-soft and dangerous. "But I’m not ready to grant you that wish just yet... There’s something else I want us to do first."