‘I brush aside her flame-red curls, and kiss the smooth, cool skin of her bare neck, delighting in her gasps of pleasure. As I slowly undress her, savouring in the moment, she grabs my wrist, and in a sweet, husky voice she whispers: “I need you. I need you NOW.” And I smile at her need, her hunger. With a dagger I cut her free from her restraining corset, and cup her supple breasts. “Your wish is my command, Mlle. de la Serre,” I murmur, before claiming her pretty little mouth with a kiss.’

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