Leo lay back against the pillows, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
Seraphine was intense, and she has left his mind a little hazy.
Meanwhile, Seraphine adjusted her blouse, with a smug, satisfied smirk playing on her lips.
She looked like a cat that had just stolen the "cream", entirely too pleased with herself for having "serviced" him so thoroughly.
"Now," Seraphine said, smoothing her trousers with a brisk, professional air, "It is time for you to get dressed. I have a meeting with the farmers regarding the canals in..."
But before she could even complete, Leo moved.
He didn't care about the meeting. He simply reached out, grabbed her by the waist, and yanked her towards him.
"Ah!" Seraphine gasped as her balance vanished.
