Julie was the most sensual woman he had bedded. He had taken a lot of women in his bed. Duncan was not a saint, he did have the same needs as any male have. But he made sure that the women were left feeling good. After his last relationship that resulted with his other son, he became cautious.
In all the eons that had passed, he never took the same woman twice. One was enough to quench his need.
But not this time.
His Julie, like him, was insatiable.
And for the very first time, he had met a woman who matched his needs.
She was sensual, and giving. The way her body moved each time he thrust inside her was so sexy. Duncan looked down at the siren trashing on the bed as he took her. Her hair spread out like waves against the pale blue covers. Her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat.