VICTORIA

I got tired of resisting and screaming.

It was obvious no one was going to save me, and I could do it myself, but my heart kept betraying me.

After carrying me on his back for several minutes, he stopped at the edge of a rooftop and set me down.

His hands moved over my body, clutching my dress, pressing me against him, taking every chance to grope me.

"This is called kidnapping, Lord. Now what are you doing?"

He didn’t even reply. Instead, he turned me around to face away from him and sat me down on his lap. Leaning back against the cold chimney wall, nestled in the slope of the roof, he pulled me against his chest.

"Sshh… damn, nice knee to the balls, you wild little beast," he hissed as my ass sank onto his thick bulge.

"Then let me get up," I said, squirming even more against that bulge that was already getting harder.

"Mmn, if you keep rubbing like that, I won’t be responsible for what happens."

His aroused growl blew in my ear, making me shiver.

I’ll admit, my traitorous