The room was dark and the light was dim. The parquet floor of the largest Parisian palace creaked under the man's footsteps and made the woman's high heels resonate.
In a quick movement, he grabbed her harshly and tore her wine-colored lace blouse.
She moaned in pleasure, but pretended to be outraged by his behavior.
He grabbed her arm forcefully, her skin turned white from the pressure of his fingers and he threw her unceremoniously onto the bed. He didn't play those games.
She felt her pleasure building and her crotch became more and more moist as he approached the bed.