Face to face with the rabbit.
Colwyn Ford opened his mouth, ready to bite.
The woman was quite skillful.
She leaned back and dodged.
"Master Ford, no need to rush."
She said coquettishly again.
Then she began to move her hips on Colwyn Ford's thigh.
The feeling was very real.
The smoothness of the silk, combined with the warmth of certain areas, instantly sent Colwyn Ford into daydreams.
At this moment, the blazing fire in his chest had been completely ignited; just a single spark and he might burst forth.
The woman noticed the change in his expression.
She leaned closer, whispered in his ear, "Master Ford, there's someone at the door who wants to see you. If you agree, after the meeting, Summer will belong to you."
"See me? Who?"
Colwyn Ford asked.
The woman called Summer left Colwyn Ford's thigh.
She walked straight to the door, opened it without his consent.
