The Submission and Desire ❤️ Part - 3

[Jo****]

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In the dimly lit attic, far from the prying eyes of Mr. Hargrove and Thomas, Alexander had Victoria laid out on an old, dusty chaise. Her body was a canvas, her skin a masterpiece he was eager to explore. He started at her feet, his hands caressing her soles, his thumbs pressing into her arches, making her squirm with unexpected pleasure. He could feel her tension, her excitement, her body already responding to his touch. "Alexander," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes watching him warily. "What are you doing?" "Exploring," he replied, his voice a low growl, his hands moving to her calves, his fingers digging into her flesh. "Every inch of you, Victoria". He moved up her legs, his hands massaging her thighs, his touch firm, insistent. He could feel her heat, her desire, and it made him harder, more demanding. He reached the apex of her thighs, his fingers brushing against her panties, feeling the dampness already there.
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Alexander's touch ignited Victoria, her body responding eagerly. He discarded her panties, his mouth finding her center, tongue exploring with relentless desire. "Alexander, I can't... I can't hold on..." she gasped. He paused, his voice a growl, "Not yet, Victoria. Not until I say so." His hands moved to her blouse, revealing her breasts. He bound them with a silk scarf, eyes gleaming with possession. "Alexander, what are you doing?" she whispered, her voice laced with both *** and excitement. He unbuckled his belt, revealing his hardness. "Making you mine, Victoria. Completely and utterly mine." Alexander pushed her legs further apart, positioning himself between them. He grabbed her hips and with one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. Victoria cried out, her body tensing as she was filled completely, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate his huge, hard cock. Alexander groaned, his eyes rolling back as he began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm, claiming her, making her his. Suddenly her husband called her out
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Victoria's heart hammered in her chest as she heard her husband's voice calling her name. She quickly pushed Alexander away, his cock slipping out of her with a wet sound that made her wince. She hurriedly fixed her clothes, her fingers trembling as she buttoned her blouse and smoothed her skirt. She could feel Alexander's gaze on her, hot and intense, but she didn't dare look at him. She had to focus, had to think. "Coming, dear!" she called out, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. She reached the door, her body half in, half out, her legs still inside the attic. She could feel Alexander's presence behind her, his body close, his breath hot on her neck. She could feel his desire, his need, and it made her body respond, made her want him again. Mr. Hargrove was on a ladder, his nephew Thomas holding it steady. They were fixing the walls of the house, their voices echoing in the hallway. Victoria leaned against the doorframe, her body already responding to Alexander's touch, his hands moving to her hips, his hardness pressing against her. "Victoria, what were you doing up there?" Mr. Hargrove asked, his voice concerned. "We heard a noise." "Just... just cleaning out some old things," she replied, her voice breathy, her body already lost in the pleasure Alexander was giving her. "You know how dusty the attic can be."
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Alexander's hands moved to her thighs, his fingers pushing them apart, his touch dominant. He pushed inside her, his body claiming hers, his touch firm, insistent. Victoria gasped, her body convulsing with pleasure, her fingers digging into the doorframe.
"Victoria, are you alright?" Mr. Hargrove asked, his voice filled with concern. "You look flushed." "I... I'm fine, dear," she replied, her voice barely audible, her body already lost in the pleasure Alexander was giving her. "Just... just a bit warm." Alexander's hands moved to her breasts, his fingers finding her nipples, pinching them, making her moan. Victoria bit her lip, her body already lost in the pleasure he was giving her, her body already on the edge. "Victoria, what's that noise?" Thomas asked, his voice filled with suspicion. "It sounds like... like moaning." Victoria's body tensed, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the danger, the risk, but she also felt the thrill, the excitement. She was playing a dangerous game, a game of cat and mouse, and she was loving every minute of it. "It's just... just the wind, Thomas," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "You know how drafty this old house can be." Alexander's body thrust harder, faster, his touch becoming more demanding. Victoria could feel her release building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short.
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She could hear her husband and nephew below, their voices muffled, their presence a reminder of the danger they were in. But she didn't care. She was lost in the pleasure of Alexander's body, in the dominance he was exerting over her. "Victoria, we're coming up," Mr. Hargrove said, his voice filled with determination. "We need to check on you." Victoria's body tensed, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the danger, the risk, but she also felt the thrill, the excitement. She was playing a dangerous game, a game of cat and mouse, and she was loving every minute of it. "Don't," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her body already lost in the pleasure Alexander was giving her. "Please, don't come up." But it was too late. She could hear the footsteps on the stairs, the creaking of the floorboards. She could feel the panic rising within her, but she also felt the excitement, the danger. She was playing a dangerous game, a game of cat and mouse, and she was loving every minute of it. "Victoria, what's going on?" Mr. Hargrove asked, his voice filled with concern as he reached the top of the stairs. "Why don't you want us to come up?"
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Victoria turned to face her husband, her body still trembling with the aftermath of her encounter with Alexander, her eyes filled with a mixture of *** and excitement. She could feel Alexander's body thrusting into hers, his touch firm, insistent, his breath hot on her neck. "Because, dear," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "Because I have a secret. A secret that I can't wait to share with you."
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