<strong>Victor Orestes with Beatrice, considering the offer</strong><br/><br/><br/>Victor found his mouth hanging open at her blatant proposal. Never before had he been around a woman that would so boldly offer to be naked around him and in bed. Every word that came across his mind fell apart on his tongue. Her scent was filling his every breath and he found his head starting to spin. Damn it had been a long time since he had enjoyed the soft comfort of a lady’s form.<br/><br/>Suddenly nervous that they were speaking about such things in such a public location, he glanced around to make sure that they were alone. Certain that they were quite alone, he looked into her eyes, having to clear his throat several times to try and find the proper words. “Well… we can find out if you so desire…”<br/><br/>Building his nerve a little with the words, he wrapped an arm around her, meaning to turn her about. In doing so, he shifted and his lips accidentally brushed hers. It was like a shock of lightning and before he knew it, he had her lips captured with his. His toned muscles flexed and he pushed against her.<br/><br/>They were against the counter then, his lips capturing hers over and over as his desire was building. With each kiss he recalled how long it had been since he had enjoyed the carnal pleasures of the flesh. Perhaps it was the earlier abandonment that was pushing him on, he really didn’t care. Hands grabbing her ass now, he lifted her onto the counter and pushed his muscled form between thighs, sliding her dress up though he doubted he would easily find her form beneath all those frills and frocks.<br/>