Chapter 74 - Part 2

His aroused nature pressed against the center of her femininity, and Skye moaned deep in her throat.

His kilt was the only thing that prevented them from becoming one.

"Just a moment," he whispered, kissing her and pulling away.

"Where..." she started to complain.

Hector stabilized his body with swift movements, placing his knee between her legs.

He grabbed the chemise by the neckline and tore it off in one swift movement.

Although he aimed to tear it up to the navel, the tearing reached down her belly.

Her breasts spilled out. White, round, full and firm. Their pink tops stood erect.

Hector groaned. "You are so beautiful," he whispered with his heaven in front of him.

Skye noticed his expression, full of lust and craving. Her gaze fell just below his waist, where his kilt showcased a prominent bulge. She felt her cheeks burn at the thought that she was causing this for him.

His hands left the torn garment and slid them over her skin - over her belly and stomach, then circled her brea