"Are you sure?" Ferdinand was persistent.
[She doesn't have to hold back at all. I am more than willing to please her. I'll gladly touch her until she's satisfied.]
He gazed into her eyes and the expression on his face was too much.
Arabella's face turned red.
'That expression is cheating,' she tried to calm her heart.
"I-I'm fine. The sun had completely set. Let's go back inside," She didn't understand why she was getting embarrassed about this all of a sudden. She could have just kissed him and asked him to touch her more.
Was it because she was the one trying to seek him out this time?
Was it pride then?
Or was it because the state of her undies was too embarrassing? She could feel herself oozing with juices.
Arabella rose from her husband's lap and walked towards the door. She was wide-eyed when her knees gave out. She almost fell but Ferdinand caught her.
"Be careful I don't want you to get hurt again," Ferdinand carried her into the room.
