"I thought if I continued, I really wouldn't be able to hold back."
Eileen was utterly disoriented, murmuring incoherently.
"I want to do it now…"
Her body, overheated and wracked with pain, felt unbearable. She clung to his clothing, gasping for breath, while Cesare gently reassured her.
"We need to go to the palace, alright?"
His erection was clearly outlined over his pants. Eileen saw the long, impressive shape extending down to his thighs, and only then did she realize what she was doing. She quickly averted her gaze, her heart pounding erratically.
"I'll head to the palace first. Take your time and follow me, Eileen."
He carefully removed Eileen's hand from his grasp and kissed each of her fingertips, tenderly sucking and nibbling on the fourth finger, where her wedding ring was.
"I'll be waiting at the palace."
