And she wouldn't have minded living happily ever after with Bill, either.As his hand worked between the elastic band of her panties and her now sweat-...lickened skin, she felt new jolts of sexual electricity hurl into her body. He was good in the sack and everything about him turned her on. Sure, he was handsome in a rugged sort of way but it was the way he was muscled that appealed most to her.He had arms that crushed her and hands that gripped all the right places and she loved it when he was. Gregory’s voice was calm, dispassionate. ‘Sir, there is a lady at the front door who says she has a business affair to discuss with you. Shall I show her up to your study?’ William’s mind went blank. Business at this time of night? He barely retained enough intelligence to mutter, ‘Certainly,’ to his manservant. She was still cloaked when she entered the study, clothed in a long cloak of dark red that swept all the way to the floor. Dots of water caught the light, turning the cloak into a cape. The circular stairway down to the tombs was decorated with intricate designs. They strangely looked more Greek than Roman and the figures were obviously engaged in various forms of coitus straight from the pages of the “Kama Sutra." Rebecca was particularly intrigued by the altar-like platform in the center of the cavern that was scooped out in the center with little scuppers that made it resemble the sacrificial platforms of the Aztec and Inca Gods. If it was intended for sacrifice, Rebecca. “Wait,” she said, her hands pressing against my abdomen. “You’re big.”As much as she needed to adjust, I needed to adjust as well. If I didn’t get a grip, this would be over much too soon. Her pelvis tilted up and down while she felt for the best angle. It also had the effect of sliding my glans in and out. The slight friction was exquisite. I couldn’t have been harder. The skin was so taut every motion felt magnified. Her hands reached out and measured my still exposed length, and her eyes.