Aristocratic Lady Veronica

Aristocratic Lady Veronica
The young aristocrat, Lady Veronique, lounged atop her plush velvet chaise, her lithe body encased in a shimmering gold latex catsuit that hugged her curves like a second skin. The sleek material seemed to glow in the candlelight, casting an almost ethereal sheen upon her porcelain skin.
Lord Ravenswood knelt before her, his dark eyes drinking in the sight of her nubile form. Arousal stirred deep within his loins as his gaze roamed over the pert swell of her breasts, the tantalizing curve of her hips, the golden flesh of her thighs parted just enough to reveal a glimpse of glistening pink beyond.
"Exquisite," he breathed, reaching out to trace a gloved finger along the latex-clad curve of her collarbone. "A goddess made flesh and blood."
Veronique smiled, a slow, seductive curl of her lips. "You may worship at my altar, my lord," she purred, spreading her thighs further in clear invitation. "Show me the depths of your devotion."
Ravenswood needed no further encouragement. With a low growl, he pounced, covering her body with his own. Veronique let out a gasp as he claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss, plundering its honeyed depths with his tongue...

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