Tied

“Ah.”

Eyes closed, but the soft sigh still vibrated in Vlora's throat as she felt a soft kiss land on her back. She wriggled instinctively, torn between wanting to pull away or the opposite.

The sigh became a moan. As Vlora shifted, a hand slowly crept up her thigh. It slipped through the edge of her nightgown and made contact with the smooth skin underneath.

Vlora gasped. The touch moved quickly to her stomach, caressing it teasingly.

“Reas.”

Vlora's voice sounded hoarse. Was it because she had been asleep, or some other effect?

The next kiss landed in tandem with another caress that kept tightening her chest. The perpetrator often moved his hand under the nightgown.

“Ah.”

This time, it wasn't Vlora's groan that echoed, but Andreas', the instigator who had disturbed Vlora's sleep. Apparently, he was content to linger on Vlora's exposed back. Lips played and parted, leaving wet traces as his hands continued to explore.

Vlora squirmed again as she felt Andreas' fingers slowly ascend. S