Being hoisted to sit on the sink countertop, Lariette's legs dangled far above the floor. Her hands grasped Ruediger's shoulders loosely, the instinctive action she took when he suddenly lifted her just now.
Ruediger stood right before Lariette. He secured her waist with one hand while the other rested on the cool countertop. His gaze never strayed from her.
The hem of her nightgown slid up, revealing her soft inner thighs. The countertop was cold while his touch was warm, giving her a contrasting sensation.
Narrowing her eyes, Lariette's cheeks were still puffed out of annoyance. From this angle, she clearly saw the bite marks she accidentally left on Ruediger during her sleep.
The red spots were conspicuous under the bright lights above their heads. She inwardly scolded herself for enjoying such a huge feast in her dream.
Removing one hand from his shoulder, she deliberately squeezed his cheek.
