The frantic, hyperventilating rhythm of our breathing was the only sound echoing off the high, ornately paneled ceilings of Victoria’s formal study. My chest rose and fell in violent, erratic waves, my bare breasts heaving under the relentless, stinging friction of his mouth. Every time Charles pulled back to switch from one aching mound to the other, the cool air of the sterile room hit my slick, engorged skin, only for his scorching breath and wet tongue to plunge right back in, sucking my prominent nipples until I sobbed out his name. My fingers remained deeply tangled in his thick, dark hair, my knuckles white with the sheer intensity of the sensations gripping my body. Down below, the heavy, mus
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