In the dimly lit room of the castle, I found myself drawn to my captivating sister-in-law’s chamber. She lay there, bathed in moonlight, her delicate features illuminated by a soft, ethereal glow. As I approached her, I couldn’t resist the urge to touch her smooth, porcelain skin.
As my fingertips grazed her cheek, a shiver ran down her spine, and her eyes fluttered open. A knowing smile played on her lips as she gazed up at me, her gaze filled with desire and mischief.
“Is it a dream or reality that brings you to me in the dead of night?” she purred, her voice like honey and velvet.
I couldn’t resist her enchanting allure any longer.