Jarion grabbed me back, pulling me close to the body. We crashed against the door together. I pulled at the buttons of his shirt. I fumbled with the buttons, opening them one by one. Finally he grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. The little shell buttons flew everywhere.

  My hands stroked over his chest, up his neck. He kissed me passionately, pulling my waist close to his body. He put his hands under my butt and picked me up like it was nothing. I yelped and wrapped my legs around his hips. He turned around and pressed me against the door while we kissed.

  One hand held me while the other wandered up my skirt. He chuckled when he hit my thigh and found the bottom of the open drawers I had taken to wearing.

  “What’s this? Are you wearing pants under your dress?”

  I blushed. They were a practical garment worn by working women. Mostly the ones that needed to move around a lot in ways that could lift their skirts or ride astride animals. Maybe he had never seen them before. I had started wearing them since I started driving into town every day and sometimes riding Peach. It helped against the friction.

  “Yes,” I said haughtily. “They’re very practical.”

  He ughed.

  “Not for my purposes. We have to get them off.”

  He turned around and whirled me on to the bed. I screamed while he did it.

  “Hush, Ria,” he said. “You don’t want anyone to know that you’re here with me.”

  He stood bent over me as I y on the bed. I grabbed his hair and pulled him down to kiss me. I spread my legs so that the drawers opened up in the middle, as he pushed the skirt up and felt the opening in the middle of the drawers.

  “Ah, your little pants are not so bad after all.”

  He ran one finger between my vaginal lips. I was already wet. I had probably been wet since we started reading the book together. I moaned into his mouth.

  He moved his hand to the bed to bance himself. With his other hand he opened his pants and started stroking himself.

  “Fuck, I want to take you right now,” he murmured into my ear.

  “Do it!” I replied.

  “I need to see you first.”

  He moved his hands to the fastenings of my dress under my arms. I had sort of messed them up when I took the dress out to make it fit me better, and there was a trick to opening and close the buttons.

  He did not know this and had trouble unbuttoning them.

  “Here, let me,” I said.

  He ripped the dress open. I looked at him in shock. It had taken me so long to alter this dress.

  “I’ll pay for a new one,” he told me.

  “You better.”

  He pulled the dress off me in a few sweeping movements, the chemise underneath went with it. I y on the bed wearing nothing but the little drawers.

  “Look at you,” he ughed. “Wearing your little pants.”

  “Stop it,” I tried to sound serious, but I couldn't help smiling.

  I looked down and it did look a little funny. The pale white drawers were baggy, and made my legs look silly and skinny. A bit like a little boy. I wasn’t even riding the donkey that day I shouldn’t have worn them at all.

  “You look beautiful, Ria.”

  The sun was setting outside the window. It bathed the room in a golden light. Jarion stood over me, his white shirt open, showing his muscur torso. He was still wearing his tight, bck pants, half open in the front with a huge bulge pushing them out. His blue eyes caught the gleam from the setting sun, and they looked orange for a moment, as if they were on fire. He was the beautiful one, not me.

  I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of telling him that, though.

  He went down on his knees on the floor and put his head between my legs, he spread the fabric in the slit of the drawers so that he could better get to me. He started licking me. It felt good, but it was happening too slowly. I was desperate to fuck him. To feel him inside me.

  I let it go on for a little longer, feeling how his tongue slid over my wet clit. Then I grabbed his hair and pulled it, willing him to move up.

  “Ow,” he chuckled.

  I just pulled him up until he was standing over me again.

  “Fuck me,” I moaned.

  “Be patient,” he murmured, rubbing his finger over my clit.

  “Please,” I begged.

  I had not dared to masturbate often since moving in to the Laundry and sharing a room with two other girls. I was feeling that sexual frustration now. I was in bed with a gorgeous man, and it was very hard to control myself.

  “Fine,” he smiled. “Anything for you Ria.”

  He moved up on the bed, grabbed my hip and pushed in.

  It didn’t hurt this time. I was so wet and excited that it just felt good when he entered me with his huge member.

  I moaned as he started to move inside, slowly. The ripped sides of his shirt grazed against my arms. I put my hands on his back under the shirt.

  He looked at me, tenderly, as he moved slowly inside me.

  “How does it feel?” he asked.

  “Good, so good. Move faster,” I moaned.

  He chuckled and sped up. It felt incredible. I lost focus on the world around me. I closed my eyes and all I could think about was Jarion’s hard cock inside me. I dug my nails into his back. That made him move even faster.

  He moved his head down and started kissing my neck. First he ran his lips over it, then he started to kiss it gently, then more intensely. He grazed his teeth over it, sending a shiver down my spine. I gasped.

  I was getting close already. All I could think about was his mouth on my neck and his dick inside me. The pleasure built inside me, and released in a hot, fiery orgasm. I shouted as I came, and my abs contracted making me arch forward towards Jarion’s body.

  He kept going. He was sweating through his shirt, and now moaning too. I y spent in the bed, weakly holding on to the sides of his body as he thrust inside me again and again. Finally he came too, with long, drawn out moans.

  The come filled me from the inside. I made a mental note to make the potion as soon as I got home.

  He y on top of me. The weight of his body felt comforting.

  He moved his head to face me. It felt very intimate, just looking at him so close to me.

  “So when can I see you again,” he murmured. “Are you free tomorrow night?”

  Oh no! I looked out the window. The sun had almost fully set. I would have to walk the whole hour and a half back to the undry in darkness.

  “I have to go!” I called, and pushed Jarion off me. “I gotta get home.”

  He looked hurt.

  “Stay the night,” he said. “Don’t you work in the castle?”

  “I…”

  I wondered for a second if I should tell him that I worked for the undry, but I decided against it. It was none of his business.

  “I live really far away, and my nddy is really strict about us coming home every night.”

  “So you don’t even live in the castle? You know, I could at least help you find a pce here, or close to here.”

  “No, I…”

  I was frantically picking up my clothes, and putting them on. I awkwardly tried to patch together the ripped sides of the green dress.

  “Can I at least walk you home?” he asked. “I don’t want you to be out alone so te.”

  “It’s fine,” I said. “I don’t have any extra stuff to carry now, and I’m a quick runner.”

  He sighed and stood up, fully naked. I saw the taut muscles of the back of his body as he reached into his desk and got a coin purse. He threw it to me.

  “Here, take this to repce your dress,” he sighed.

  I could see just from the weight of the purse that it was more than double the amount of money that I had originally paid for the dress.

  I took the money, kissed him one more time, and ran out into the night.