Pressing her eyes tightly closed, Aurelia bit down on her lower lip, so hard she could taste the metallic tang on her tastebuds.
"Ughh…" Her grip on the duvet tightened and she suddenly jerked backward, the soft moan she tried so hard to hold in freely escaping her lips.
After a while, the man between her legs pulled away, casually getting on his feet like he hadn't just been in that position for two hours.
"You're dismissed."
Aurelia's eyes pried open and she tried to get on the floor.
Unfortunately, her muscles had grown sore from being in one position and from the two-hour activity.
Like the humiliation of having her legs parted for the past two hours wasn't enough, she tripped and nearly twisted her ankle.
Gritting her teeth, she lowered her eyes to the floor, successfully being reminded of that morning one week ago when she stood in his face and told him she was satisfied being his maid and wouldn't subject herself to being of service to him.
