บท 112: Surrender

"Kissing you." William moved his lips to her delicate neck and placed his hand on her thigh again.

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" She wasn't actually pulling away, he noticed.

"Yes, I think it's a very good idea." He was drowning in the heavenly scent of her hair. She tilted her head back slowly and shivered, only to tense up as she felt his hand slowly pulling up her skirt.

Camilla quickly placed her hand over his to stop him. "Wait." she breathed. "What are you…we can't…"

William gently shook her hand off and continued pulling up the silk fabric. "We won't, it's far too risky."

"Then what-"

"Shhhh," he murmured, very much liking her breathy, anxious tone. "Just let me do this. I won't ask you for anything in return." He kissed her neck again as the hem of her skirt slowly rose higher and higher. Soon, the fabric was all bunched up on her lap.