Aren't I William? **
CREAK CREAK CREAK
"Hnh! Hmph! Hng!”
Liam bit Harriet's neck… sucking on her skin greedily. He tried to control himself because he knew the bed in this house wasn't as strong as the beds in the castle and here they shouldn't make too much noise.
He also told himself not to push himself too deep into Harriet. Now, he wanted to be a little more gentle… because he got to practice restraint.
But with their current position, he couldn't.
He hugged Harriet tightly in his lap on the bed, and her legs wrapped around his waist. He had hoped that this restrictive position would prevent him from moving too much, gently grinding against Harriet's inner walls.
But the movement of Harriet's body in his arms made it unbearable. Harriet's scent intoxicated him more quickly with this position, and her plump chest continued to clash against his broad chest.