Verity didn't realise just how badly she wanted this, but when me massaged her flesh, teased her nipple she seemed to radiate with lust for him. She opened her lips kissing him passionately and on the edge of control. His taste filled her mouth and his hand distracted her.
She couldn't help but relax as he massaged her scalp, keening quietly.
When she pulled away she was nearly panting. "Your- robes," she told him, arching her back into his hand for more of the addictive attention.