The atmosphere in the room was thick with unspoken tension, each moment drawing them closer to something inevitable.
Maddie finally locked eyes with him, affirming her presence, “I am here.”
He moved closer, the heat from his body enveloping her. Taking the glass from her hand, their skin brushed together, igniting a tingling sensation.
He placed the glasses back on the table and circled her confidently. His hand glided along her back, traced her waist, and followed the intricate design of her dress, fingertips dancing up her chest, brushing against her lips, and tangling in her hair.
As he leaned closer, with one hand cupping her backside, she gasped at his intimate touch, feeling an electric current with each breath whispering in her ear.
Anticipation hung in the air until he sighed reluctantly. Concerned, Maddie asked, “Is something wrong, my Lord?” He replied, “No…and yes.” He confessed his Queen had turned their encounter into a business deal, but he clarified, “That is not why I want you here.”
He wished to explore their passion and pleasure, distancing it from business. He grasped her chin to connect their gazes, stressing their intention was mutual exploration.
His hands then delved into her dress, promising intensity and desire that would not adhere to gentleness, decency, or commerciality.
He withdrew quickly, leaving both breathless. “Until you grasp what you’re agreeing to, you shouldn’t be here,” he stated as he turned away, leaving Maddie in the room.
She called out, “My Lord,” and when he met her gaze, she confidently asserted, “I understand.” In an instant, he closed the distance, their lips colliding urgently.
Maddie felt the bed press against her back as he pushed her onto it, moaning as his hands explored her. She instinctively assisted him in loosening her corset, pulling the strings with urgency.
This was his purpose, he thought. With her corset undone, her dress hung loosely on her shoulders. He stepped back, allowing himself to admire her fully, then brushed the fabric from her skin, watching it fall to the floor.
Although she wanted to cover herself, Maddie had studied him for over a year in court, aware of his attraction to confidence and passion. She lifted her head, slowly shaking her hair to cascade down her back, exposing herself completely.
His gaze traveled over her body, taking in her rising breasts and the soft curls that hinted at her desire, watching her with a greed that stirred both their passions.
