Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,55
a true breath of fresh air. He walked along the terrace, ignoring the whispering couples coveting their privacy. Nervous energy rippled through him. He knew what he needed, and from whom he needed it. But that would not happen tonight or ever again.
The moon was a round white globe in the sky, casting its silver curtain over the lawn and the couples who thought they were being discreet. Evan turned a blind eye until a cherry-red nipple caught his gaze—a beautiful nipple he knew well. His ire throbbed within him as a mouth—a mouth that was not his own—descended toward it.
Confessions of Lady Prudence
by Madame O
But Lars had something else in mind. My quim still pulsating from my climax, my mouth still coated with the essence of Christophe, Lars lunged forward and grabbed me, taking a chair and arranging me on his lap. My arse was bared to him, and he slowly brushed his hands over my buttocks. I shuddered all over, the aftershock of my climax still surging through my veins, my blood still boiling, my pussy still wet.
“Such a lovely arse, my lady,” Lars said.
I turned and looked up at him, my cheeks warm and my pulse racing. “I am so very glad you find it to your liking, sir.”
“Yes, yes,” he said, still rubbing my arse. “And because you have been so good today, I shall not spank your lovely arse.”
Spank? Amelia, my heart nearly stopped! I’d heard of such things, but never had I expected any gentleman to speak of such prurient behavior. Of course, Lars was a servant from a peasant’s background, not a gentleman. Suddenly I could not contain my excitement! I wanted a spanking more than I wanted anything at that moment.
I turned my head the other way and espied Christophe sitting across from us on a settee, his eyes glazed over, his expression unreadable.
I turned back toward Lars and looked into his flushed face. “Do you wish to spank me, Lars?”
“Such a beautiful arse is made for such pleasures.” He smiled lasciviously, so different from the shy and awkward footman who had entered the room only moments ago.
“Then by all means, please spank me.”
His hand came down on my arse with a loud swat. I jolted, a rush of pain surging through me, out to my limbs and then back inward, until the pain metamorphosed into pleasure, landing between my legs. Amelia, I cannot even describe the bliss. Before I could process the feeling cascading through me, he slapped my arse again, and the sharp pain traveled through me once more, changing into pleasure and culminating in my most secret spot.
Christophe stood and came toward us. He squatted down next to us and began working the folds of my pussy, which were slick and wet. Another slap came down upon me, and Christophe’s fingers surged into my pussy. Oh, Amelia, never have I felt such all-consuming passion and need! The next slap became more important to me than my next breath, and Christophe’s fingers fucking me whilst Lars spanked me was the most delicious sensation ever. Soon I was climaxing again, and then again.
“Your arse is such a lovely shade of pink, my lady,” Lars said, now massaging my buttocks.
“Yes, indeed, my lady,” Christophe agreed. “I do believe spanking becomes you.”
“Please, please. I must have a cock inside me. I beg of you, both of you. Please, one of you must fuck me.”
“As I have already done that many times,” Christophe said, smiling, “I will give that honor to Lars today.”
Quick as a flash of lightning, Lars bent me over the divan, unfastened his pants, and shoved his cock into my waiting cunt. He fucked me hard and fast, grunting and groaning, his ballocks slapping my clitoris as he thrust and he thrust.
Amelia, my orgasm, when it came, was the most amazing burst of stars I have ever experienced. And then, when he spurted over my bare back, his own climax taking him, I felt a pleasure I’d never yet known.
I cannot wait until our next encounter. I hope Lars will interrupt us again, and I hope Hattie will not lose her nerve. What fun the four of us will have!
Until then, I am yours, affectionately,
Prudence
Chapter 15
Ally scanned the terrace. The night was more illuminated than usual. She hadn’t counted on a full moon this evening. Well, all the better for Brooks to see them when he arrived a few moments later for their rendezvous.