Chapter 28 I'm Dying For You

• Selene's moans and gasps, to the king, were like kindling on a bonfire. Every sound of pleasure emitted by her increased the desire in Frederick, who kissed and licked those erect buttons as if they were the most appetizing delicacy.
• Selene's legs clung to the king's hips with greater strength, making her center collide with the monarch's pelvis, so, one of her hands moved to one of the white and smooth legs, and began to caress them slowly, while her mouth left her fiancée's breasts, to start leaving a path of wet kisses that passed by the young lady's abdomen, which was rising and falling erratically.
• Anxiety was wreaking more havoc in Selene's head than the same kisses and caresses of her fiancé, for she did not know what was all that she was feeling and, although very pleasant, she was also invaded by fear of the unknown.