Tangled Sheets

With his hands, he gently encouraged Camilla to take him inside her. She was blushing again and ducked her head down, her hair falling forward to partially hide her face. He vowed to make her blush that way every day.

However, when she positioned herself and slowly lowered herself onto his shaft, she gasped and shuddered. The rosy flush spread down her neck and chest.

She looked down at him, her expression one of bashfulness mixed with arousal. It was driving him to near madness. "What would you like me to do?"

William stroked her thighs, trying to hold on to the last thread of his restraint. "You can do whatever you like." He was willing to let her do as she pleased, so long as he could drink in the incredible view of her.

He watched through hazy eyes as Camilla slowly lifted her hips then slid back down to envelop him to the hilt. He sighed at the hot, wet tightness. She repeated the action again, bracing her hands on his chest.