Rose didn’t need any coaxing; wrapping her legs around Rolf’s narrow hips felt completely natural, like this was how they were meant to be. She chuckled into the kiss, happily following his lead as she lost herself in the kiss, in the feeling of their tongues tangled in a playful duel and his skin – hot against hers – so different from all the other times they had been this close. Those times, however, they had been sparring or playing, it had been innocent, where this? This held the promise of so much more.
Tightening her legs around him, she pulled herself closer, her fingers delving into his short, wet hair. She arched her back, wanting to feel his hands, urging him on or at least not pushing him away. “I can’t believe how good you feel,” she murmured, nuzzling her nose against his cheek before she playfully bit his earlobe and kissed the side of his neck.