Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,50

peer in England, was well enough to do, and Rose would never have to live as a peasant.

Mr. Landon, though related to the Duke of Lybrook on his mother’s side, was indeed a commoner—a commoner with immense wealth, and Ally meant to have it all.

A knock on the door startled Ally. She rose to answer it. Mary stood before her.

“I have a message for you, my lady.” Mary held out the parchment.

Ally swiftly took the paper. “Thank you, Mary. Please return in ten minutes’ time to help me prepare for the ball.”

Mary curtsied politely and left.

Ally opened the parchment and widened her eyes.

No, it couldn’t be.

Confessions of Lady Prudence

by Madame O

Lars’s cheeks reddened and a spray of light freckles became apparent across his nose, making him look younger than his years. Oh, Amelia, such timidity! It aroused me all the more. I had to have his tongue upon me, and soon.

“Yes, please, Lars,” I said. “Do lick me, I beg of you.”

Lars stood, seemingly paralyzed, yet his erection was still apparent beneath his britches. It took all my strength not to push down his trousers and stroke him to climax.

“Lady Prudence has asked a favor of you,” Christophe said slyly. “It would be bad form not to comply. After all, her aunt is responsible for your employment.”

“Do you not find me attractive, Lars?” I asked.

“I… I…find you beautiful, my lady. What man wouldn’t find you to his liking? You are indeed lovely.”

“I assure you I am loveliest in the secret place between my legs.” I winked seductively. “Please, Lars, I have already begged you. Must I get down on my knees?”

Lars’s lips trembled as he again reddened even further. “Yes… If you would get on your knees, it would please me.”

“But then how would you—”

Christophe placed his hand over my mouth. “He wants you to submit, my lady. Some men find that arousing.”

And suddenly I wanted nothing more than to please this newcomer. I fell to my knees. I had no idea what he had in mind, but my curiosity was piqued and my body ablaze.

“Does this please you?” I asked.

Lars smiled, the red on his cheeks now as fiery as the pulses between my legs.

“You do look lovely on your knees, my lady.”

“What is it that you wish of me?”

“Turn around,” he said. “Unbuckle Monsieur Bertrand’s trousers and suck his cock while I watch. I will lick you from behind.”

I complied, and Christophe stood in front of me, smiling wickedly. I unbuckled him. When his cock sprang free, I licked its tip and nearly bit down when I felt the soft slide of a tongue in the crease of my arse. Within seconds, Lars had positioned himself between my thighs as I knelt, and he began to work on my quivering quim.

I ground into Lars’s face as I worked Christophe’s member with my mouth.

“Yes, yes,” Christophe said, his breathing rapid. “Does that feel good when he licks your little pussy? Do you like my hard cock in your mouth?”

I grunted and groaned, wanting to shout, “Yes, yes!” But of course my mouth was full. I continued to writhe on top of Lars’s face, my orgasm imminent. And when I burst, Christophe spurted into my mouth, his fluid coating my throat.

Amelia, I cannot tell you how aroused I was at that very moment! And I had yet to have a cock inside my pussy. But these two men were not going to leave before that happened.

Chapter 14

Ally quickly folded the parchment, slid it between the pages of a book on the shelf, and vowed not to think about its contents. Nothing could be done now anyway. She had to prepare for the ball.

How she wished she had a gown that would turn all eyes toward her, like her cousin Lily’s red velvet gown the night of her betrothal announcement. Because she’d left the estate so quickly, she hadn’t had time to summon the modiste. Alas, she would have to make do with her lavender silk, which her new stepfather had gifted her with after his engagement to her mother. He had given Sophie a ball gown as well, in colors accenting her own.

Mary arrived shortly and laced and tightened Ally’s corset.

“Mary, tighten it more around my bosom. I want to push it up so my cleavage is more apparent.”

Mary shook her head. “I do not advise that, my lady.”

“I understand. My sister would not advise it either. However, I have an agenda this evening, and showing a little more bosom