A Song of Roses

CHAPTER X

After the supper, the festivities were coming to an end, and the time had come to depart. The guests all rose and began to move towards the foyer, bidding each other farewell as they took their leave. "You should visit us sometimes, mother," I murmur softly, squeezing her hands dearly. "I miss having you around." The warmth of her touch brings me a sense of comfort. "I will," she replies softly, her expression softening with a small smile. We said our farewells before we went to our carriage. We leaned back in our seats and sighed, satisfied with the evening's events.

As we reached the palace,William took my hand and led me quickly to the palace, a sense of urgency in his manner. I felt his grip tighten around mine as he hurried us onward. "William?" My voice was tinged with curiosity as I was struck by his sudden and urgent behavior. My mind was flooded with questions and concerns. "Your Grace, welcome ba-" the guard began, but was quickly passed by William. The guard looked confused as I looked back, his face reflecting an expression of mild perplexity.

As we reached our chamber, William immediately shut the door behind us and locked it securely, and my worries worsened as I realised just how insistent he was on being alone with me. "William-" I tried to speak, hoping for an explanation, but he quickly silenced me with his lips. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. His touch was urgent as he sought to embrace me tightly. His hungry kisses were making me want to lean into him and give in fully.

which I did.

His fingers had started impatiently unbuttoning my gown and loosening the laces of my corset, eager to free me from the restrictive clothing. His kisses had become forceful and desperate. Exposed to his hungry, devouring gaze, his hands roamed freely, exploring my skin. I was stripped of my protective clothing, exposed, and vulnerable to his touch and kisses. His clothing was flung to the floor as he hurried to shed his layers, his body exposed and ready. His manhood rose in attention. Our bodies pressed together in an almost frantic embrace. Our mouths met and locked together, our tongues exploring and caressing one another as he pulled me closer to him. He sat me upon the bed and slowly eased my body down onto the mattress, his own body following me down, his strength and warmth engulfing me.

I let him take control, eager to be taken and claimed by him.

There were no words, just movement.

His lips moved from my neck to my bosom. The sensation of his warm breath against my nipples as he kissed and licked them was a stimulating one. His hand trailed down to where I wanted him the most, his touch becoming more confident as he reached my most sensitive spot. I put my hand to my lips, trying to stifle my audible moans, my body trembling beneath his touch. I closed my eyes and mumbled through clenched teeth to muffle my sounds of pleasure. His hands crept up to my hips and grasped them, leaning in closer as he pushed himself against me. My hands clung to his back as he moved, holding him close to me.our hips rolling and grinding against each other, Our moans became one.He looked at me as if I were the only person in the world. "Your touch is like fire, igniting all my senses in an instant." He murmured, his voice laced with a deep sense of satisfaction. I could feel every inch of him, every curve and contour of his body. Our moans could almost certainly be heard behind the door to our chamber. but I was too lost in the moment to care. Our bodies were moving together in an unceasing rhythm that left both of us breathless and panting. I felt myself getting closer. With a final push,The feeling of his release was intense and overwhelming; my sighs blended with his as we lay panting and exhausted on the bed.

His hands trailed down my body, gently caressing my bare skin. The sensation of his touch was comforting and soothing, and I felt a sense of peace and calm wash over me. He slowly and tenderly brushed my hair back from my face. His touch felt like a sheltering embrace, one that made the outside world disappear.We lay under the sheets, skin to skin, my head resting on his shoulder. His warm chest was smooth and soft, and I could not resist the urge to run my fingers lightly across his chest. "Your mother is very fond of me," I said, smiling softly. William laughed gently, his eyes filled with amusement as he looked down at me. "Of course she is," William replied with a mischievous grin. He leaned down and planted a light kiss on my forehead, his touch causing a pleasant shiver to run through my body. His eyes were full of affection and admiration as he gazed down at me. "She told me she would come for a visit tomorrow. an important discussion she wants to have with me," William said, a hint of worry in his voice. "Nothing to worry about, I hope." William took my hand and squeezed it gently, his eyes soft as he looked down at me. "Me as well,"