"You…" She was both breathless and speechless. A cool breeze swept across her heated, bare breasts. Her nipples stood proudly, aching to be worshipped by his mouth.
With a tortured expression, Kai looked up at her stunned face.
"My dress…" she whispered, unable to even name what he had done.
He looked like a guilty child, fully aware of his mischief but helpless to undo it.
"Yeah," he muttered, guilt softening his voice as he exuded a sorry air she could no longer bear. Cupping his face, she said, "You ruined my dress, and you'll have to compensate for it."
With that, she pressed her lips to his, kissing him with such raw need it left him stunned, though only for a moment. His tongue soon swept over hers, his fingers cupping her breasts and kneading them so wildly she tore her lips from his and moaned, her head tipping back as his mouth moved to her neck, biting and licking with unrelenting hunger.
He lifted her body, his lips brushing across her breasts. "More, wife?"
