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Varya's heart was racing in excitement. She leaned into him more and grabbed one of his hands and pushing it lower. His fingers started moving without instruction and she guided them to find the right place. The second they met the bundle of nerves above her entrance, her head leaned back into his shoulder and she started to moan. Her hand remained over his, begging him not to stop. Her free hand grabbed his other one and guided it to one of her breasts. He squeezed the soft mound and she whined, feeling out of control at his touch.
Basileus now knew a fraction of what he had been missing out on. The image of a woman melting in his hands made him feel like the most powerful being alive. At that moment, he was completely a slave to her and doing whatever it took to hear those delicious noises come from her lips.
