A slow, knowing smile curled on Zethan's lips as he gently raised her legs, placing them over his shoulders. Rose's eyes widened in surprise as her gown slid up to her waist, revealing her white panties. Her lips parted in shock, and she quickly moved to cover herself—but to her surprise, Zethan gently spread her legs wider.
His thumb brushed lightly against her inner thigh, and Rose gasped, her back arching instinctively.
"Ahhn…" she moaned softly.
"Z-Zethan… don't," she whispered, her voice trembling.
A low, deep chuckle rumbled from his chest. "Oh really? But your voice, your body… they're telling me something else," he murmured, his gaze fixed on her trembling thighs. "It seems like they're begging for my fingers to explore those lips of yours."
"Ahh~" Rose moaned again, unable to hold back.
Her eyes widened in disbelief—had she really made those sounds just from his stare? He hadn't even touched her yet.
