Julian lifted her B*tt0cks, pushed his knees forward to separate her legs, and pressed her lower back down, so that she sat astride his legs.
It was almost dusk and there was no sunlight. There was only a warm yellow light outside the window, shining on the back of the chair like a small spot of light.
Maya was in a trance, as if she didn't recognize who he was. She stared at his face, trying to find the familiar feeling.
The desire in his eyes was like a fire, his palms were warm and his fingertips were slightly rough, spreading upwards along his slender waistline, his movements were slow and dangerous.
She shuddered.
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