The ancestral Voss chateau whispered with the hush of old stone and secrets as dawn broke over the frost-kissed gardens.
Sophia's auburn hair splayed across Julian's chest like a victor's crown, her porcelain skin flushed from the marathon of positions they explored.
She traced lazy circles on his abdomen, her full breasts pressing against his side, n*****s still pebbled from his earlier attentions.
"That was... incredible," she murmured, voice breathy and sated, a shy smile curving her lips as she nuzzled his neck.
At twenty-four, she was a vision of untapped potential—curves honed by Pilates and privilege, her body responsive in ways that made Julian's c**k stir even now, half hard against her thigh.
Julian chuckled low, his hand sliding possessively over her hip, fingers digging i
