Alexei was not aware that he still had a hand wrapped around her full breast. He was panting as if he had run a marathon, his flesh throbbing hard between his legs. When the ragged moan escaped her lips, he could hear the hunger in it, and it nearly stopped the breath in his chest. When she ground herself against him, in spite of his attempt to pull away, he found himself turning his head into the bosom that was suddenly thrust in his face. He mouthed the fleshy orb through the cloth.<br/><br/>"As much as I would love to stay up here and unwrap this delicious scandanavian present, this dinner is supposed to be for us," he let out a groan of his own as she shifted her hips against his once again. "My God I would love nothing more than to give you a precursor of our wedding night," he breathed, his hips moving against hers of their own accord. With a last ditch effort, he stepped back slightly away from the wall, allowing her to slide down the length of his body until her feet touched the floor. He kept his arm wrapped around her waist, just in case her legs gave out.