Claire's POV

Oh my god.

In the moment of my distraction, Louis pulled me into the armchair near the fireplace. He lifted my hips, letting me straddle his lap.

Wearing only a dress, I had to spread my legs. My skin pressed against Louis's trousers, and his hard erection pressed against my panties. I could even feel its hot temperature and burgeoning desire.

"You look beautiful, my dear mate," Louis said as he paused the heated kisses, his deep blue eyes like oceans, luring me in. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck and press my body against his.

Louis gladly accepted my initiative. His fingers tangled...