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attention like she did.
    She leaned into his hand, before moving her own to his face, her fingers tracing his features. His body awakened, his cock growing within his breeches. His breathing changed, became deep, and it took all of his control not to rise and claim her lips—though it seemed he needn’t bother to restrain himself.
    Maggie leant forward, coming to lie over him, her soft breasts resting on his hard chest. She did not stop her descent. It was only as her warm lips touched his own that she settled the rest of the way onto his body.
    Pleading to himself to take it slow, Victor moved his hand from her face to her back, sliding it up and down, pulling her closer to him. He leant back then, coming off his elbows to lie on the softness of the mattress below, which did not compare to the softness of the woman above him.
     
    Victor’s lips felt warm and, as Maggie settled against him, she knew it was wrong. Anna had told her to listen to her body and, if this was to be her only opportunity, she was going to listen. No matter how wrong it was.
    He moved his hands down her body to rest upon her bottom as she came fully upon him. Victor pulled her down, lifting his hips slightly. She groaned into his mouth as the hardness of his cock rubbed against her clit. His mouth opened under hers and she could not help but sweep her tongue inside, searching for his. He did not leave her waiting, surging forth, his tongue wrapping around hers, pulling it deep back into his mouth, like an animal catching its prey. She was willing prey, willing indeed.
    But she needed to see something—her curiosity was too great. Would he think her too bold for asking? A shiver ran along her body as he started to part the fabric covering her core. She pulled back from him—not from lack of want, but she did not think she could handle that amount of pleasure from him again. She wanted it too much.
    “Victor,” she murmured, pressing her hips down in curiosity as she licked his taste from her bottom lip. She moaned as tingles travelled from her core to her breast upon the combined motion.
    “Yes?” he asked huskily.
    Looking into his eyes, she saw nothing but desire. Would he grant her request?
    “May I see your cock?”
    He closed his eyes as a shudder raked his body. “You may do anything you wish to my cock,” he said before he looked at her again.
    She smiled, leant down and captured his lips, only this time his kiss was not gentle. It was needy and filled her with a sense of urgency. She broke away, though, and slid down his body.

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    This woman was going to kill him! How he could have become so aroused by a maiden was beyond him, but, as she fumbled with the first button of his breeches, he cursed silently. She would kill him from the wanting! As the warmth of her hand suddenly caressed his cock, Victor flinched.
    “Did I hurt you?” she asked, her tone concerned.
    “No,” he ground out and arched his back as she moved to stroke him, her hands moving around his shaft in almost a teasing manner. If she had not been a virgin, he would have guessed her to be doing that very thing. But her murmured comments to herself in wonder only seemed to heighten his desire.
    “You are much bigger than Sir Andrew and the other man Anna fucked.”
    “Dicky, her husband.”
    “What?” she asked, and paused.
    Victor gritted his teeth, cursing himself for breaking her concentration. He willed her to move her hand. She did not, and he inwardly sighed. Why did I have to comment? “ Dicky, the man Anna was fucking. He is her husband.”
    When she did not move or answer, he looked down his body at her where she lay between his legs, his cock in her palm.
    “He is her husband and he let Sir Andrew take her as well?” she asked, clearly shocked.
    “As she allows him to finger other women while they fuck.”
    Her head tilted as she thought about this before she looked down at his cock. She moved her fingers along the skin from