"Now, Julia," Nathan said, his voice low as he looked down at her, "I am going to take your womanhood."
Julia met his gaze through tear-filled blue eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She bit her lower lip, fear and longing mixing so tightly she could no longer separate them.
"P… please, Septimius…" she whispered.
Her legs trembled as she parted them for him, the movement hesitant but deliberate, offering herself despite the uncertainty written all over her face.
Nathan's smile widened at the sight.
He took hold of her legs and lifted them, settling them over his shoulders as he drew her hips closer to him, positioning her carefully. Julia's body shifted under his guidance, her breath catching as she felt the exposure of the position.
Nathan's gaze dropped to her sex, glistening and flushed, slick with her arousal, moisture trailing down along her slit. The sight made his cock twitch faintly as he leaned closer.
