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voice vibrated hoarse and hot against her flesh.
    She groaned and arched her back to press her breast harder into his hand.
    “Feel how heavy your breasts are? It’s your desire that makes them so full and weighty.” He ran his left hand down to join his right and cupped heavy mounds, weighing them and using his thumb and forefinger to tug on each of her nipples.
    The sensations were so unfamiliar, so intense. Her insides quivered and a liquid heat suffused her limbs, turning her weak and pliable. She slumped against William in total supplication as he continued to work her nipples into impossibly hard points. A whimper left her throat and she rubbed against him, gripping his strong forearms to steady herself. She could feel the hard length of his arousal against her lower back. It should have shocked her but it only inflamed her further and made the deep ache in her belly throb more insistently.
    “ Please .” She was unsure what she was begging for but understood that she needed some relief from the sensations that were swamping her.
    “Please what, Lilly? What do you want?”
    “I… I don’t know,” she stammered.
    He ran his hands lower to her hips and started to draw her nightgown up slowly until she felt the cool evening breeze against her fevered flesh. She was aware of the dampness seeping between her thighs and she pressed her legs together, trying to give herself some relief from the feelings roiling low in her belly.
    “I know what you need. Let me feel you,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Let me feel that hot, wet pussy of yours.”
    Lillian gasped in shock at his crude words but spread her legs wide, not able to stop her body operating automatically to seek alleviation from the needy, throbbing sensations that were overwhelming her.
    “That’s it, my sweet,” he coaxed. “Open wide for me.”
    He swept his hand from her hip to curl in the soft hair between her thighs. “So wet and ready.” He slipped a finger inside her. “So hot and tight.”
    She groaned loudly and thrust against his hand as he caressed her. Never had she felt such pleasure—the internal quivering of her muscles was almost too much to bear and she tried to close her legs, but he was ready for her. He made a soft tsking sound in her ear and gripped one of her thighs, widening her stance and preventing her from closing her legs. He caressed across her folds, finding her clitoris. He pressed down, thrusting two fingers into her channel and stroking her inner wall.
    “Just here,” he murmured.
    She cried out, her body convulsing against his. Sudden waves of pleasure pulsed through her, her vision blurred and she seemed to float outside of her body. She’d never felt such a sweet euphoria like had just surged through her from head to toe, leaving her weak and lightheaded.
    She slumped against William in confusion and lethargy as he continued to caress her most intimate place.
    “Christ, you’re responsive,” he groaned, his voice full of reverent wonder. “Just one touch and you’re coming apart in my arms.”
    He banded a muscular arm tightly around her waist while with the other he thrust one, then two fingers roughly inside her, pushing deeply.
    Pain shot through her at the cruel invasion and she cried out and struggled in his grasp.
    William froze. “Fuck, Lillian—you’re a virgin?” He pushed her away and turned her to face him.
    Lillian didn’t want to admit that she was. William thought that she was married—or at least had assumed that she’d been married. And she wanted that shield—needed that protection. The fact that she’d been married meant that she hadn’t been pining away for ten years thinking about William with his wife. It was proof that she hadn’t turned away every man because of the unrequited love that she harbored for another.
    She thought quickly, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse.
    “No, I’m not a virgin,” she proclaimed, using her best indignant voice. “I’ve