'I’ve been wanting to do this,’ he said as he backed her into a bay housing one of the barrels and kissed her, sliding his hands inside her t-shirt to unclasp her bra.
She leaned back over the gentle curve, sighing with pleasure as he took possession of her breasts. ‘Is this what is known as being had “over a barrel”?’
He shook his head, clearly not familiar with the expression.
‘At your mercy, my lord,’ she explained.
‘On the contrary, cara, I rather think that I am at yours.’
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