He guided her to the couch and gently lowered her onto it, then joined her, shifting her so her back was pressed against him. Both of them lay on their sides, bodies aligned closely on the cushions.
As she felt the hardness of his manhood against her back, Zara's arousal returned, and she groaned in contentment, biting her lip while anticipating his entrance once more.
"I am going in again," she heard him whisper behind her. She nodded, giggling softly, her excitement mounting with every second. A kiss behind her ear sent a shiver down her spine, making her moan and drop her hand into his hair like a puppy clutching eagerly at a sweet little bone.
Adjusting her position, Silas lifted her waist slightly to align with his and then eased himself inside her, moving slowly, almost like he was allowing her to adjust to his hardness.
