[It's strange how perfectly her breast fits into the palm of his hands or the way her lips move with his. When he presses up into her, he slides in easily, almost missing the fact that she was a maid. That revelation is gone with the sudden surge of heat encompassing him, the firm fit of her walls and the way he feels completely at home inside her.
He groans softly, pressing his brow to her shoulder as he adjusts, taking a moment to catch his breath. It was like diving into the hot springs, a sudden shock to his system but all at once calming and relaxing. He's moving before he realizes it, gentle in his hunger, even as his hips rock up again and again, rapid and eager.]
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He groans softly, pressing his brow to her shoulder as he adjusts, taking a moment to catch his breath. It was like diving into the hot springs, a sudden shock to his system but all at once calming and relaxing. He's moving before he realizes it, gentle in his hunger, even as his hips rock up again and again, rapid and eager.]
Gods you are beautiful.