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William stepped back, allowing cool air to swirl around her, sending a shiver down her spine and embracing her lower body.

His warm palm traveled a path down her spine, caressing her back.

Then he massaged her buttocks, and his palm traced a path back up, caressing her lower back, pressing down, bending her over the cool surface of her writing desk.

He paused before leaning over her and whispering in her ear, “Look to the right.”

She turned and met her own gaze in the reflection of the mirror across from them.

“Look how beautiful you are,” he rasped, which was ironic since at that exact moment, she was looking at him, admiring the hard planes of his body, peeking at his erect, proud, and beautiful cock.

“Look at your pretty little rump,” he said, and his fingers traced along her crevice until he reached her wet center.

Yes, she was already soaking wet.

“This is mine,” he rasped, caressing her center. “How do you say ‘mine’ in Russian?”

She chuckled. “Moya, if you’re referring to me.”

“Mmm,” he rumbled low. “Moya.”

“And you are moi,” she added.

He grinned. “Yes, I am.”

He continued to trail his finger lower, spreading the moisture along her slit, circling the swollen nub, and then moving back up.

Victoria’s eyes fell closed, but she immediately opened them, captivated by the sight of them in the mirror, relishing the opportunity to see his facial expressions as his fingers explored her, seeing every jerk and twitch of his manhood.

“Is this my punishment?” she breathed.

“No,” he said, then lowered himself to his knees and bit on her soft rump. “This is.”

Victoria let out a carnal cry, and he chuckled, his warm breath caressing her skin.

Then he spread her feminine lips with his thumbs, leaned in, and licked. Yes. There! Right along her slit.

And he didn’t stop there. Holding her by the buttocks, his thumbs exploring her feminine lips, opening them to allow him better access to his core, he licked and sucked on her wet center. Victoria moaned, unable to control the movements of her body. She arched and pushed her bottom toward his face, relishing the feeling of his lips, tongue, and nose pressing against her, spreading that feeling of bliss. His arm traveled around her thigh, pulling her closer, and his other hand dropped to grip his arousal, tugging and pulling, caressing his length. Liquid heat exited her body, as soft moans escaped her throat with his every lick, every touch, even every thrust of his cock into his own hand.

She felt it all, she saw it all, and she wanted more.

Victoria whimpered, urging him to go faster, urging him to never stop, although she was already on the brink of a precipice. He swirled his tongue, and Victoria’s fingers scraped the wooden surface of her desk.

She came quickly and violently, shuddering in his arms, whimpers now leaving her throat with every breath.

She shook, her muscles clenching, spreading the feeling of ecstasy throughout her body.

William kissed her soft globes one by one, then slowly, carefully rose to his feet and pressed his cock against her core, circling his hips, bathing his cock in her juices.

“William,” she whispered and pressed her buttocks firmer against his body. William softly caressed her hips, her thighs, before returning to grasp her bottom and thrust into her heat.

Victoria cried out, her back arching even more.

William thrust into her with renewed vigor. He threw his head back, holding on to her bottom tightly, his fingers curling into her soft flesh, as he continued sinking his length into her core.

The wet slapping sounds and their labored breaths and moans were the only sounds in the room. And those sounds only added to the erotic atmosphere, winding her up again.

The image they made in the mirror was something she was unlikely to forget. and it roused the fires of desire and need within her. William dipped one hand around her waist and pressed it against her mound. He played with her swollen, sensitive nub, while his other hand traveled up and fisted in her hair, pulling lightly, firing unknown sensations through her scalp, heightening her senses.