Claim her.

You step forward and kneel before her, falling into her embrace. Her eyes instantly widen and her body shakes, her arms feeling your shape reluctantly.

As you wrap your arms around her as well, her playful eyebrows jump and drop, her eyes focusing on the empty air within her arms.

"What...?" she softly asks. "...A ghost?"

Her voice pleases you with a high pitch, but knowing you can't respond, you wrap tighter around her, a long sigh blowing on her skin.

Drawing breath, you pick on her mild scent, reminiscent of the kinky toy you found. It's definitely hers.

"Are you... a ghost?" Her voice tickles your ear.

"Ghost or not, what does it matter?..." you respond, complex emotions tightening your chest as you are unable to speak with her.

Pulling back, you gently push her shoulders, continuing as you lock onto her lips, "I want you either way."

Shortly thereafter, her blonde strands spread on the floor, her cheeks flush and her deer-like eyes shake. Her look of realisation makes your breath heavy. She is at your mercy, and that is no position a lady should be in.

"What is it you want?..." she asks, almost in a whisper, her voice filled with panic.

You approach her face and capture one of her lustrous lips between yours. A squeak escapes her from the surprise, her back arching as her lip slides out of your hold by itself.

"This?..." she mutters, bringing a finger to her lips, shocked at the lasting sensation. "You... want a kiss?"