Syrisa felt Emma moving against the teasing stroke of her fingers. She kissed her all the harder, wanting to push the woman into losing control. She enjoyed tested Emma's restraint and enjoyed it even more when she pushed Emma too far. Thoughts of the way Emma had used her and molested her made the young mage shiver. Even though they had been in the bath less than two hours before, she was already craving more. She knew that the continued light touch would get Emma to that point soon. She smiled and purred into the kiss when Emma's hands descended to cup and fondle her ass. She immediately moaned, remembering the rough way Emma had given it to her back there earlier. She was as glad as Emma that she had opted for the somewhat scandalous dress because it was thin enough that it only barely dulled the sensations of Emma's strong hands touching her.<br/><br/>Syrisa's gentle sounds of pleasure turned into a needy little squeal when Emma's hand cupped her mound, stroking it through the thin fabric. She whined in her adorable way and her body jerked, pushing her wet mound against Emma's hand when it slipped under the dress to find her wearing no underwear at all. Those bright blue eyes of hers stared up at Emma, silently begging her not to deny the redhead's need. The feel of Emma's tongue probing her mouth felt better than ever and Syrisa hated to break it, but she did. Her lips kissed a warm trail to Emma's ear and whispered hotly.<span style="color: indigo"> "Why don't you show me more of what you bought?"</span>She asked, both excited and hesitant to find out what other things awaited her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>