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She was supposed to be strong, to keep her distance. She knew that, too. Yet with him so near, joking with her, kissing her, she could only think of kissing him back.

Perhaps she was weak, unable to resist his charm.

Or maybe deep down, she trusted that he would confide in her fully when he was ready. Maybe he needed proof of her commitment first. After all, she was the one holding back.

Maybe these were all excuses, so she could keep kissing him.

Or perhaps her heart ached for him, called for him, regardless of her apprehension and her vows to stay away. Caution be damned.

Their kiss was a wild joining of lips, teeth, tongues, and souls.

His fingers entangled in her wet hair, and Victoria sighed at the feeling it evoked. She tilted her head back, letting him fist her hair in his hands and tug.

He broke the kiss, his lips now trailing down her throat, eagerly licking and devouring her.

He took one of her breasts into his mouth, causing her to arch her back and push more of herself into his mouth, demanding him to suck on her delectable nipple.

William chuckled, his hand caressing her other breast and gently circling her nipple, playfully teasing it with his touch, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.

Victoria couldn’t deal with the amount of passion and hunger within her. Her skin tingled and ached, making her twist and scratch and claw at William, needing some kind of relief, needing something she could not achieve by herself, while there was a profound emptiness within her she longed to fill, and she wanted William to fill it.

Her hands roamed his body until her fingers wrapped around his aroused length. They both moaned at the contact, as she relished the feel of hot steel beneath smooth velvety skin.

One hand squeezed his length just as he had taught her to, and her other hand grabbed his shoulder, her fingers biting into his flesh, as she moved to straddle his hips.

William drew her closer, seating her on top of him as the water sloshed around them, flooding the floor.

Victoria raised herself on her knees and guided his throbbing erection toward her core.

William chuckled and kissed her neck and her jaw. “Not yet, sweetness.”

“Please,” she cried. “I want you there. I need you there.”

She looked into his eyes, begging him to thrust into her depths and fill the void within her.

“You’re not ready yet,” he rasped before kissing her lips, his tongue delving into her depths. Victoria returned his kisses with all her ardor. Her fingers still worked around his cock, caressing it, stroking it, feeling him swell within her fist.

William kissed her shoulder, then licked around her dark beauty mark. He loved doing that, and Victoria couldn’t help but relish in the affectionate gesture.

Feeling playful, she dipped her head and bit on his earlobe. He chuckled and she soothed the area with her tongue. William pulled back, his hands lingering on her waist, a devilish smile dancing on his lips. “You sly minx,” he chided, though his eyes had grown dark and hooded. Then added after a brief pause, “Lubimaya.”

Her heart clenched and for a moment, she felt as though she was falling into an abyss. The only thing anchoring her to this world were his hands, his eyes, his lips…

She leaned in and kissed him deeply, pouring every emotion she possessed into the kiss.

And that word, that damnable word sang inside her heart and surged to every corner of her body through her veins.

As they kissed, their tongues caught in the carnal dance, his fingers traveled to her core and split the seam of her intimate lips. He circled her center, gathered the wetness he found there, and traveled to her swollen nub. He proceeded to massage it gently, fingers moving in arousing ways, caressing, brushing, pressing on her most sensitive flesh.

Victoria squeezed his cock harder between her fingers, and he growled against her lips. The fingers of her other hand curled into his shoulder from pure bliss. The feeling of his arousal in her hand was empowering enough, but his reaction to her touch was what sent her over the edge.

Oh, he knew how to make her feel as though the entire world had disappeared and it was just them, just this moment, just this.

He continued caressing her, pressing all the right buttons, and then one of his fingers dipped inside her.

Victoria moaned, her back arching, her entire body demanding more contact. She rubbed her breasts against his chest, as her hand started mimicking the motions of his finger. As his digit was dipping in and out of her, rubbing at some sacred place inside her that was driving her wild, Victoria caressed his length in short bursts, up and down, imagining his cock inside her instead of his finger. How would it feel to have his swollen cock, so hot and throbbing, against the walls of her opening? How would it feel to be filled by him so completely?

Then the second finger joined the first and Victoria cried out. Warmth seeped out of her and spread onto his hand, adding to the delight of their act. He curled his fingers, caressing that wonderful place that brought her closer to bliss, spreading the waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.