He bent her over his arm, his nose breathing the entire line of her neck. Bringing her back against him, his hands on the edge of her ass, her breasts pressed into his torso, her nipples hardened as his mouth stayed close to her ear. She could hear a ragged breath he took, semi-hard. Uncaring of the unusual display, Morana inhaled his scent in, the mix of musk and man familiar to her now, comforting even.
