He threw her on the bed, his mouth never leaving hers as his large, calloused hands tore at the buttons of the drab maid's uniform. The cheap fabric gave way with a satisfying rip, exposing her heavy, cream-colored breasts to the cool air of the room.
He groaned into her mouth, his teeth grazing her lip as he slid her down until her foot touched the ground. Alaric dropped to his knees between her thick, spread thighs, his emerald eyes dark with a hunger that was bordering on madness.
"I've spent all day imagining how you taste," he rasped, his voice a gravelly vibration. "I'm going to find the truth of you right here."
He didn't wait for her permission. He grabbed her voluptuous hips, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he pulled her forward. He shoved her underwear aside and buried his face into her dripping, swollen pussy.
