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“Not here,” I manage. “Guards outside—people could walk in—” His hands slide up to my waist and tighten. He sets his forehead against mine. “I want you. And you want me—I can feel you shaking. I know you’re wet for me.” I grip his shoulders, closing my eyes. “Tonight.” “Very well. I’ll see you this afternoon for the art session with the girls, yes?” “As Your Majesty wishes.” He tilts his head, bringing his mouth perilously close to mine. For a moment we stay, breathing in each other’s exhaled lust.
