Roy gently eased Violetta's trembling legs off his shoulders, his hands caressing the soft skin of her thighs as he helped her straighten them out. Violetta let out a soft, shuddering moan, her body still sensitive and tingling from their intense lovemaking. Roy then wrapped his strong arms around her waist, lifting her easily off the desk. The cool air hit Violetta's sweat-dampened skin, making her shiver and press closer to Roy's still warm body.
He sat down in the plush armchair behind the desk, settling Violetta on his lap. She straddled him, her bare bottom nestling against the rough fabric of his breeches, the damp silk of her gown bunched around her waist. Roy's hands gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into the soft, pliant flesh as he pulled her closer, until her breasts were pressed against his sweat-slicked chest.
Violetta's breath hitched, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she felt Roy's semi-erect cock twitch against her inner thigh. She could feel the heat radiating off his skin, the way his heart raced beneath her touch. Roy's hands slid up her back, his fingers tangling in her tangled silver blonde hair as he tilted her head back, exposing the slender column of her throat.
"Violetta," he murmured, his voice low and rough with satisfaction. "You are lovely." He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear before trailing down to capture her mouth in a searing, passionate kiss. Violetta's eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan vibrating in her throat as she kissed him back with equal fervor. Her fingers curled into his hair, tugging him closer, her nails raking lightly over his scalp.
As they kissed, Violetta's hand began to explore Roy's muscular chest, her slender fingers tracing the defined lines of his pectorals. She circled his nipple with her fingertips, feeling it pebble and tighten under her touch. Emboldened, Violetta pinched the hardened nub between her thumb and forefinger, rolling and tugging on it gently. Roy's breath hitched, a low groan rumbling in his chest as Violetta's teasing touch sent sparks of pleasure shooting through him.
Roy broke the kiss, his dark eyes flashing open to meet Violetta's mischievous violet gaze. "Your Grace," he said, his voice strained. "What are you doing?" He tried to reach for her wrist, to still her wandering hand, but Violetta deftly evaded his grasp.
A wicked smirk curved Violetta's full lips, her eyes glinting with a newfound hunger. "I'm sorry, my lord," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "But you've had your fun, and now it's my turn to play." Before Roy could respond, Violetta crashed her lips against his in a searing, demanding kiss. She nipped at his bottom lip, soothing the sting with her tongue before delving back into his mouth, her tongue stroking along his in a sensual dance.
Violetta then suddenly pulled back, her chest heaving and hands coming up to press against Roy's chest, pushing him back against the chair. "You are not allowed to move a muscle until I give you permission," she commanded, her voice brooking no argument. Her violet eyes flashed with a dominant light, a hint of the powerful Duchess beneath the woman. Violetta's hand drifted down Roy's stomach, her nails digging into his abs. "Is that clear, my lord?" she asked, her voice a low, seductive purr.
Roy smirked, a wicked glint in his dark eyes as he gazed up at Violetta. "Has this servant ever disobeyed you, Your Grace?" he asked, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "In all the time we've shared this dance of passion, have I not always been a most...obedient partner?"
Violetta simply smirked, her violet eyes gleaming with mischief as withdrew her hand from his stomach, she leaned in close, her lips brushing against Roy's ear. "Hush now," she whispered, her warm breath sending a shiver down his spine. "No more talking, unless it's to beg for more."
With that, Violetta began her sensual assault on Roy's body. Her fingers danced over his chest, tracing the ridges and valleys of his muscles, teasing the sensitive skin. She leaned down, her silver blonde hair cascading over his shoulder as she pressed her lips to his collarbone, her tongue flicking out to taste his sweat-slicked skin. Roy's breath hitched, a low groan escaping his lips as Violetta's mouth trailed lower, her teeth grazing his nipple. He could feel it tighten and strain under her teasing touch, a jolt of pleasure-pain shooting straight to his groin.
Violetta's hands drifted lower, her nails raking lightly over Roy's stomach, feeling the muscles clench and flex beneath her touch. She circled his navel with her fingertips, her breath hot against his skin as she blew lightly, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat of her lips. Roy's hips jerked slightly, his cock twitching against Violetta's inner thigh, but he held himself back, not wanting to displease his Duchess.
Violetta glanced up at Roy, taking in the expression on his handsome face. His chiseled jaw was clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek as he struggled to maintain his composure under her teasing touch. Beads of sweat dampened his brow, his dark hair disheveled from her wandering fingers. Roy's eyes were hooded, the obsidian orbs glazed with a mix of lust and frustration, his pupils blown wide with desire. Violetta could see the pulse jumping in his throat, could feel the heat radiating off his skin in waves. The sight of him, so strong and powerful yet at her mercy, sent a thrill of power and arousal surging through her veins.
A wicked smirk curved Violetta's full lips as she drank in the delicious sight of Roy's strained expression. Without a word, she reached up, her slender fingers curling under his chin, her thumb pressing against the underside of his jaw. She parted his lips with the pad of her thumb, her eyes gleaming with a dominant light as she leaned in close, her breath mingling with his.
"Mmm, look at you," Violetta purred, her voice a low, seductive murmur. "So handsome, so...at my mercy." With that, she closed the scant distance between them, her lips claiming his in a searing, dominating kiss. Violetta's tongue delved into Roy's mouth, stroking along his, tasting the dark rum and sin that always seemed to linger on his lips. She knew it, the way Roy's hands clench at his sides, his fingers curling into the arms of the chair as he fought the urge to touch her, to grab her, to take control. Violetta smirked against his lips, reveling in the power she held over him.
Violetta poured more passion into the kiss, her tongue stroking and twining with Roy's in a sensual dance. The kiss deepened, grew more urgent, more demanding, until Violetta could feel the heat of Roy's arousal pressing insistently against her slick, sensitive folds. She gasped into his mouth, a moan of pleasure vibrating in her throat as the sudden touch sent a jolt of electricity through her body. Violetta's hips jerked, grinding down against the thick, hard length of Roy's cock, seeking more of that delicious friction.
Suddenly, Violetta broke the kiss, her chest heaving as she stared down at Roy with a triumphant smirk. Her violet eyes glinted with a wicked light, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink from their passionate embrace. Roy's eyes were dark and hazy, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to catch his breath.
"Roy," Violetta purred, her voice low and breathless. "I felt that, darling." She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Your...your cock, it's..." She trailed off, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she gazed down at the prominent bulge tenting his breeches.
Roy's jaw clenched, a low groan escaping his lips as he struggled to maintain his composure. "Forgive me, Your Grace," he said, his voice rough and strained. "That little thing, has a mind of its own when it comes to you." He shifted slightly beneath her, the movement causing his clothed erection to brush against her slick, heated core, drawing another gasp from Violetta's lips.
Violetta's smirk widened, her violet eyes glinting with amusement and a hint of wicked challenge. "Little?" she repeated, a single brow arching upwards. "Darling there is nothing little about that magnificent cock of yours." To emphasize her point, she reached down, her slender fingers curling around the thick length, giving it a slow, teasing squeeze. Roy's hips jerked, a low hiss escaping his teeth at her bold touch. "In fact," Violetta continued, her voice a low, seductive murmur. "I'd say it's quite...impressive."