[The sudden lift catches her by surprise and Cornelia lets out a tiny cry when her skin meets the chilly air and she is pressed against the edge of the jacuzzi, halfway out of the water. It might have been enough of an interruption to bring her out of the hazy void allowing her to give into pure instinct, but his lips have already found her neck and her widened gaze is slowly lulled as her lids lower until they are nearly closed.
She's so distracted by the tingling caress of his mouth that she doesn't notice the fabric is being pulled down. Hands immediately move to the back of his neck, urging him to continue as her head falls back, another pleasurable sigh pouring from her lips. But she doesn't like the disconnect; her legs lift so that she can lock them around his hips and bring him closer. Her back arches again as she is seized by a violent shudder and her grip on him tightens.
When he touches her breast, first with his hand, Cornelia can only utter another sharp cry. But as his mouth closes over her nipple, her thighs squeeze around him, nails digging deeply enough into his skin to draw blood. She can't take it anymore. She feels so hot and everything is spinning so fast. The liquid heat burning within her is sending her so very close to the edge. A deep moan tightens in her throat and she rocks against him again.]