The silence of the mansion was gone, now replaced by the heavy breathing of two people who had finally stopped pretending.
Valentina towered over me on the bed, her muscles rippling like a shadow under the dim light. She looked down at my naked body with a hunger that made my skin prickle.
Without a single word of comfort, she grabbed my inner thighs. Her hands felt like iron clamps, forcing my legs wide until I felt a sharp pull in my hips. She knelt between them, her massive, dark length pointing straight at me, pulsing with a life of its own. It was thick, heavy, and slick with the pre-c*m I had teased out of her moments ago.
"Look at it, Queen," she rasped. Her voice was a deep, vibrating rumble that I felt in the mattress beneath me. "Look at what you’ve been begging for while you
