Arno bent and kissed Daphne’s knee, then took the drink from her hand and placed it on the table. She felt her heart thumping wildly, and her body quivered the moment he moved his lips to her thighs. A strange sensation ran through her body like she never felt before, and she couldn’t resist the rising urge from within.
Then he raised himself and moved closer toward her, brushing his face against her chest. She gasped, and her chest started to rise and fall uncontrollably. He leaned across and brought his lips to hers. He could sense her excitement as she moved her lips slightly apart. Her eyes looked glazed and she looked away skittishly.
When he put his lips on hers again, her entire body was tingling with a strange sensation, and she knew she needed him.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” he whispered huskily, then carried her from the sofa.
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