Chapter 486: Pleasure And Desire
Only a word was needed, Alric reached for the knot of the robe she had worn hurriedly when he pulled her out of his bed.
"You know how hard it was to stop when you laid there naked! You would kill me someday!" She reached for his shirt and pulled it hard too.
Pouting when she was not strong enough to tear it apart like he did. He smirked and pulled his own shirt.
The buttons fell on the ground and he removed the shirt and threw it on the ground. And then he came for her lips like a starving animal finally saw meat.
Nora’s fingers threaded through his hair, tugging gently as she deepened the kiss. When his hands slid lower and gripped her thighs, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, letting him lift her onto the desk.
The old wood creaked softly under her, the flickering firelight dancing over his skin as he stepped between her legs. His kisses trailed lower—along her jaw, the curve of her throat, to the hollow just above her heart. He tasted her like he was savoring something long denied.
And then—his hands shifted, firm and sure, guiding her gently to turn. She hesitated for only a breath, then braced her palms against the desk. The sensation sent a thrill through her. He bent her a little. Her sensitive breasts were groped on the cold wood leaving a sudden down her spin.
"Do you remember that I asked about your style?" he stared at her, marvelled. He still could not believe she was leaning on his study table and he was going to take her from behind. "I want to try all of them on you. And for the start, I want to take you from behind."
He leaned in close behind her, one hand caressing the small of her back, the other brushing the hair from her neck as he kissed her there—slow and reverent.