Caroline straddled him without hesitation, her knees bracketing his hips, her wet pussy hovering just above his length. The heat from the fire warmed her back, contrasting with the cool air teasing her exposed skin.
She gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as she ground down teasingly, letting the slick folds of her cunt slide along his shaft without taking him inside. The friction sent sparks through her core, and Hayden's head fell back against the chair, a low moan escaping him.
"Please, Your Majesty... I need you," he pleaded, his voice strained, hips lifting instinctively to seek more contact.
"Not yet. Beg properly." She captured his mouth again, kissing him deeply, her tongue mimicking the thrusts she denied him. While her lips claimed his, her hand trailed down to wrap around his cock, fingers stroking him firmly from base to tip.
