I was desperate for relief but new I couldn't say it. I was lost in the sensation of his touch against my breast his fingers trailing down the side of...my chest and up to my collarbone. He leaned down to bite on my neck and I hadn't realized he had positioned himself back between my legs. He knelt back on his knees and took my thighs in his hands. Slowly and gingerly he pushed them open; exposing myself completely to him. I knew I was soaking myself and the sheets. “Aww you do want this”. He. “Hello,” he said to himself, clinging on to the last semblance of his sanity as he could feel his own eyes stare back at him with an emotion he discerned as disgust. “What am I even doing? Talking to myself, you’re becoming more and more crazier each and every day,” he muttered, looking down at his table, slamming his fist down as drops of water rained down above him from his opened can of soda.There were fizzy droplets on his arm, and he lacked the proper motivation to wipe them away. In fact,. That’s when all the trouble started wasn’t it? The raids, the bandits? You only want me to marry Lord Tathlone so he would use his influence with the king to force the Baron to stop his attacks. Well, I won’t! You’ll not sell me like some prize heifer. I’m your daughter, not some prize cow to be auctioned off to the highest bidder!”“Don’t you care about the people? Don’t you wish to stop the raids? The peasants are suffering grievously because of this.”“Why should I care about the peasants?. --- “You look gorgeous.” “Do I?” “Yes. Come here.” I stepped forward and felt him put his arms around my waist. He pulled me toward him and kissed my neck, running his hand gently through my hair. It was at that moment that I felt certain I would let him do anything. He had captured me, and I was a willing prisoner. I wanted him to enjoy me as much as he wanted. As I stood there feeling helpless, I felt his strong hands lift up the bottom of the dress and stroke my bottom through the panties,.