She moaned as George's hand cupped her breast, thumb swiping over her nipple. Her hips arched as George slid that hand straight down her torso, fingers separating to avoid her nub as they moved dangerously low. "Georgie, please," she begged.
"No, not while you're still with Ned. I'm not going to be your toy that you play with whenever it's convenient for you. He doesn't know what you're doing, but I'm not that dumb." With that, Georgiana got up off the bed where they had fallen together. "Let me know when you decide to grow up, Nancy."