Shane Winchester hesitated slightly, for a moment unable to respond, but instinctively held her.
She took the initiative to softly kiss his lips, then pulled back a few inches, meeting his gaze, as if time had frozen at that instant.
"Have you... thought it through?"
Shane Winchester's gaze fell upon her somewhat flushed face, his voice hoarse as he spoke.
Riley Sully did not respond verbally, instead wrapping her arms around his neck and jumping up, her legs entwined around his waist, as she began unbuttoning his shirt in silence.
Shane Winchester supported her small butt, kissing her cherry lips and her delicate chin, as the temperature inside the room rose a few degrees in an instant, with flickering candlelight flowing around with a suggestive atmosphere.
Shane Winchester directly carried her to the soft large bed, watching the women in the bed undo his belt.
