Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,64

You try to get beneath my stepsister’s corset, but when you fail, you find the next common whore to warm your bed.”

The woman walked forward, her eyes glaring. “Nathan, aren’t you going to defend me? Are you going to let him speak about me that way?”

“Of course not. Go back to bed, Christine. This won’t take long.”

The woman huffed and slipped back through the bedchamber door.

Evan shook his head. “Alexandra is way too good for the likes of you.”

“Just as well. I’m not going to marry her.”

“Oh, yes, you are, if you value that pretty face of yours.”

Evan readied himself to pummel the shit out of the rake, when two servants entered and grabbed him by the shoulders.

“What in bloody hell took you lads so long?” Landon said. “This fool barged into my chamber.”

Evan easily outmaneuvered the two servants, freeing himself. “Really, Landon, did you think these two weaklings could stop me?”

“Perhaps not, but this will.” Landon opened a drawer and pulled out a pistol, pointing it at Evan.

Confessions of Lady Prudence

by Madame O

Together Hattie and I divested Christophe of his clothing. His erection sprang at attention, and Hattie’s eyes became wide as saucers.

“Oh, my lady…”

“Yes, he is spectacular, isn’t he?” I took in Christophe’s golden broad shoulders, his muscular chest and abdomen, the smattering of dark curls surrounding his copper nipples. Oh, Amelia, I was so ready to be fucked!

Hattie’s mouth trembled. “But he’s so…”

“Large, yes, I know. But you need not concern yourself with that part of his anatomy just yet, my dear. I have other things in mind for you today.”

“What, my lady?”

I smiled deviously. “You shall see, but first we must undress you. I cannot wait for Monsieur Bertrand to see the lovely jewels you are hiding under your clothing.”

Once undressed, Hattie covered her breasts with one arm and her lovely triangle of light curls with the other hand.

I strode forward, also naked. “Hattie, do not be shy. Monsieur Bertrand likes what he sees, do you not?” I nodded to Christophe.

“I do, indeed.” Christophe smiled and strode toward Hattie. “May I look more closely?”

Hattie nodded shyly. Christophe gazed at her, not touching her.

“May Christophe give you a kiss?”

Hattie nodded again, and Christophe pressed his lips lightly against hers. As Hattie’s lips parted and Christophe delved between them, my nipples tightened. Amelia, watching the two of them mesmerized me. To see such a beautiful man and a beautiful woman coming together—what could one want more? Except to be a part of it, of course.

I knelt between them and took Christophe’s cock into my mouth. I sucked on him for a bit and then finagled myself between Hattie’s legs and swiped my tongue in between her folds. I worked between the two of them for several moments until they were both gasping.

“Monsieur,” I said, “if you would lie down, I bet I could persuade Hattie to sit on your face.”

Christophe did as I asked, and I showed Hattie how to squat over his face and move with him as he licked her sweet quim. Christophe’s cock begged for attention, and my pussy was soaked and ready. I straddled him, taking him between my cunt lips, descending until I filled my pussy with his massive arousal. I moved slowly, upward and downward, taking him in and then rising. He groaned as he continued to plunder Hattie. Hattie writhed, facing me, her lips pouty.

“Let me kiss you, Hattie dear.”

I leaned forward and captured her lips with my own. We kissed fervently, our tongues whirling and twirling, gasping and moaning into each other’s mouths. I continued to fuck Christophe wildly, and soon I was close to climax. I wanted the three of us to climax together, Amelia. I wanted it so much! But was simultaneous climax for three people even possible?

Hattie and I continued to kiss. I brushed my hands over her shoulders and down to cup her beautiful breasts. I found her nipples, and they formed tight little knobs.

She followed my lead, as I was hoping she would, and began toying with my nipples. Oh, how good it felt, Amelia! All the while I rode Christophe, his cock filling me and completing me.

When Hattie gasped and broke her kiss, I knew she was right on the edge. I rode Christophe harder, faster, willing him to climax, and as Hattie started screaming, I dropped my hand from her beautiful breast and fingered my clitoris, bringing forth my own explosion.

Christophe grunted and forced my hips upward, releasing his cock and squirting onto