"Why are you kneeling?" Ferdinand flinched when Arabella kneeled between his legs.
"Why do you think?" she asked pretending to be innocent.
Her husband was just pretending not to know either but she saw it in his mind. He had read about it in naughty books but he was denying she would do it for him. He kept insisting she would just touch him with her hands the way she usually does.
Ferdinand was internally denying it so he would not be disappointed if she didn't do it.
"You should sit on the bed instead, the floor is cold," he tapped the space beside him.
The floor was covered with a thick warm carpet though. And she knew doing it this way would arouse him more so she would do it in this position first.
"It's alright. It's quite warm. I want to do it just like this," Arabella caressed his member so he would stop worrying about the details.
She loved how his body was so honest. He got harder at her touch.
