The second Caspian announced his desire, he completely got on the bed while standing on his knees. He grabbed Anastasia’s thighs and swiftly lay them on the bed so that he could straddle her.
Anastasia had no intention of resisting her husband’s advances. But she was worried that she would make him late for the meeting later. “Are you sure you won’t be late?” she asked while slightly raising her brows.
With a crafty smirk on his lips, Caspian supported his weight with his hands and said while hovering above Anastasia, “I will be quick.”
Anastasia bit her lower lip and chuckled. She raised her hand and teasingly commented as she ran her fingers along Caspian’s neck and shoulder, “I seriously doubt that though.”
Caspian proudly smirked and shrugged, “I can fly faster. Don’t worry.”
