Lotus_Maiden
My weakness? You.
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Summer didn’t stay too longer after Dakota had excused himself. She returned to her chamber, did some reading and writing for a little while, and then headed to bed in a short white silky gown. She thought back on the today’s events and smiled at the idea of her own personal bodyguard. She fell asleep shortly after that, sleeping through the night interrupted.
She woke earlier the next morning with the desire to go hunting today with her new employee. He was good with the knife and could probably teach her a thing or two about hunting and riding. She was about to tell Marie to relay the message to him so he could get ready, but she had already darted off to prepare breakfast.
So Summer decided to go tell him herself. She put on a robe over her nightgown and headed toward to his room. Out of habit, she pushed the door open and entered without knocking. “Dakota, I like to go huuu---,” the words stuck in her throat as soon as she saw the sleeping man before her.
He was completely naked and uncovered. Even sleeping, his muscle looked tense and very well defined. Her eyes soaked in his muscular biceps, rock hard abs, and fully exposed private. Her cheeks burned hotly and red as she stared. Even in its limp state, it looked impressive. She wondered how big will it grow, how will it taste, how will it feel like in her hands, between her legs, in her slit...
When she caught herself thinking and lusting for it, she gasped and turned abruptly, wanting to leave before being caught. Her haste, however, back fired. She knocked the door shut with her abrupt turn. It closed with a loud thud while she was still inside.
Summer held her breath and stayed as steadily as she could, listening to any movement behind her to see if that had woke him. When she heard nothing, she tried her escape one more time. She succeeded with the second try.
The redhead sprinted back to her room and stayed for the morning...
She woke earlier the next morning with the desire to go hunting today with her new employee. He was good with the knife and could probably teach her a thing or two about hunting and riding. She was about to tell Marie to relay the message to him so he could get ready, but she had already darted off to prepare breakfast.
So Summer decided to go tell him herself. She put on a robe over her nightgown and headed toward to his room. Out of habit, she pushed the door open and entered without knocking. “Dakota, I like to go huuu---,” the words stuck in her throat as soon as she saw the sleeping man before her.
He was completely naked and uncovered. Even sleeping, his muscle looked tense and very well defined. Her eyes soaked in his muscular biceps, rock hard abs, and fully exposed private. Her cheeks burned hotly and red as she stared. Even in its limp state, it looked impressive. She wondered how big will it grow, how will it taste, how will it feel like in her hands, between her legs, in her slit...
When she caught herself thinking and lusting for it, she gasped and turned abruptly, wanting to leave before being caught. Her haste, however, back fired. She knocked the door shut with her abrupt turn. It closed with a loud thud while she was still inside.
Summer held her breath and stayed as steadily as she could, listening to any movement behind her to see if that had woke him. When she heard nothing, she tried her escape one more time. She succeeded with the second try.
The redhead sprinted back to her room and stayed for the morning...