Mary moaned against his lips as his sudden show of desire, and it was enough to reassure her that she hadn't been forgotten. Now she wanted him more though and she wanted him now.
Mary felt like her legs had weakened and she was glad to be sitting on the railing when he broke the kiss. She bit her lip and swallowed. She wanted to encourage him on, to drag him close to her, to climb onto his lap and pull her dress up over her thighs, to fuck right there on the balcony.
But instead she dug her nails into her thighs and took a deep breath. "If you say so," Mary said, trying to keep the hungry look from her eyes as much as possible.