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It took William forever to push himself off the floor. His hands trembled, and his entire body shuddered from tension, demanding relief. His cock strained against his breeches, aching, begging to be let out.

He palmed his raging erection through the fabric of his breeches and leaned over Victoria, closing his eyes.

This moment was both magnificent and painful all at the same time. He had never felt such joy, such satisfaction from making a woman come apart in his arms. He had never felt such incredible power from knowing that his hands, his lips, and his tongue had brought a woman to incredible heights of pleasure.

And not just any woman.

His woman.

Mine.

And if this was as much as he ever got, if this part of her was all he would ever have, he would still be content.

She looked up at him then, her eyes still clouded with passion. “What was that?” she asked, in awe.

He smiled and cupped her jaw. “That was… love.”

She didn’t say anything to that, just stared at him, her breath still labored.

She shifted on the table and accidentally kneed William in the groin. With a loud hiss, he jumped back, his face a grimace of pain.

“Oh my god! Did I hurt you?”

William contained his grimace and tried to smile. “No. I mean, yes. But only a little.”

Her wide eyes shifted from his face to his crotch and back again. “You didn’t… that thing that I felt, you didn’t…”

William chuckled. “No. No, I did not.”

“Well, can I…? Should I…? Is there anything I can do to…?” She waved a hand in the direction of his cock.

He stepped closer and kissed her jaw, lost for a brief moment in her scent, then took her hands and squeezed. “Only if you want to.”

“W-what would I have to do?”

He smiled, as he caressed her fingers gently with his. “You don’t have to do anything. But there are things you can do if you wish.”

She raised a questioning brow, and William released her hands, his mouth curling in a smile. “Undo the falls of my breeches.”

She licked her lips adorably, before biting her lower lip. She glanced up at him from time to time as she started slowly and carefully undoing the buttons one by one. When she was done, William slightly lowered the breeches down on his hips, showcasing his cock in all his might and power.

There was an expression of curiosity in her eyes. She was still chewing her lips, periodically licking and pursuing them, visibly unsure how to proceed next and what to do with herself.

“You can touch it if you want,” he said hoarsely.

She smiled timidly. “I have never touched a man this intimately.”

“Hmm…” He rumbled low in his throat. “Good to know.” Then, seeing her hesitation, he added, “You don’t have to touch me if you don’t want to.”

“Oh, no, I want to,” she protested immediately. Thank God. “It’s simply that I do not know how to do it for you to enjoy it.”

“Just touch me any way you want, love. Don’t think too much about it. And then I’ll guide you.”

Victoria took a deep breath and gently caressed his length with her fingers. William’s eyes fell closed, and he collapsed onto his hands propped against the table, leaning his forehead against Victoria’s.

She continued her careful touch along his shaft, her fingers tickling, grazing his sensitive skin. Then she wrapped her fingers around his base, tenderly running her hand along his length and William groaned.