Rosetta’s arms wound around Yuri’s neck when he bent to kiss her lips. “Are you going to give me the first installment to my prize?”
Yuri chuckled. “How is that you read my mind?”
She giggled, kissing him back and moaning softly. Her tongue met his when he pushed his inside her mouth. With it, she already felt the tension in her lower abdomen and the throbbing of her center.
Yuri took off his clothes, and hers quickly followed. He propped her up the bed to lean against the headboard, remembering that she had a picture like this in the boudoir book, wherein her legs were widely separated and one hand covered her femininity while she had a sultry look on her face. But right now, her hands were nowhere there. Instead, it was Yuri’s hand that cupped it and slowly stroked it. He bent his hea
