Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,81

on Hattie’s cherry nipples, plucking one with his fingers and licking and kissing the other. Hattie gasped, arching her back. The sight was so beautiful, Amelia. Part of me wanted to strip off my silk robe and jump on the bed and join the fun while the other part of me was enraptured by the vision before me. I never knew how erotic being a voyeur could be.

For now, I decided to watch and let Hattie have her fun.

Lars ripped his mouth from Hattie’s nipple and clamped it down onto her lips, kissing her. As I caught a glimpse of their tongues entwining, I became so aroused that I reached for my clitoris and began massaging it. Christophe worked on Hattie’s pussy, licking and slurping, as Hattie arched off the bed. When Lars broke the kiss, Hattie squealed.

“Oh, kind sirs, it all feels so good!”

Christophe continued to lick Hattie’s sweet cunny, and I moved my other hand to my breast, cupping, teasing my hard nipple. Dear Amelia, I was so hot from watching the scene unfold that I was about to burst on the spot.

When Christophe thrust two fingers into Hattie’s pussy, and she came, screaming, I climaxed as well, squirming in my chair, moaning, groaning, wanting so badly a hard cock to fill me.

Christophe quickly freed his cock from the confines of his trousers and plunged it into Hattie’s cunt. Lars went back to Hattie’s nipples, kissing, sucking, plucking.

I could wait no longer. I stood, brushed the robe off my shoulders into a silky puddle on the rug, and walked slowly to my bed.

Chapter 21

Ally’s heart sank. “Evan, you can’t mean that.”

Evan turned his head away from her. “Leave me, Alexandra. I do not wish you to be here in my bedchamber.”

Ally leaned over and kissed Evan’s cheek. She turned his face back to her and pressed her lips to his.

“My love, only days ago you confessed your love to me and said you wanted to marry me. I was an idiot to say no. I loved you then, and I love you even more now. You are all I want in this world. I will not leave your side.”

“You are not the woman I—” Evan coughed.

“Easy, my love. Don’t try to talk too much. The doctor will come to see you tomorrow. What do you have need of right now? Are you hungry? I can get you a tray.”

Evan let out another dry cough. “All I need at the moment is for you to leave.”

“But—”

“I said leave.” He turned away again, closing his eyes.

Ally sat back down in the chair. She was not going anywhere. She was made of stronger stuff. Evan was in pain. He was hurting. He didn’t know what he was saying. Ally would not leave his side. She would prove her loyalty to him, her love to him.

When Evan’s breathing became softer, she knew he had fallen back to sleep.

“Yes, sleep, my love. Everything will be better tomorrow.”

Surely he would be back to his senses by then.

* * *

Ally paced in the parlor while the doctor examined Evan. She had tried to see him earlier, but his valet insisted that she not be allowed in the room. The only information she had now had come from his valet. According to Redmond, Evan was faring well. But Ally longed to see him to make sure for herself.

“Ally, do sit down. Let me fix you a cup of tea or something.” Sophie patted the divan next to her.

“I can’t possibly, Sophie. I need to see Evan. I need to see with my own eyes that he’s doing better.”

“The doctor will be down soon, and he will let us know what is going on. You’re not helping anything by pacing around the room.”

“I can’t sit still. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Just calm down. You won’t be any use to him in this agitated state.”

“That is my fear, Sophie. I fear he doesn’t wish me to be any use to him at all. I don’t know why he is closing me out like this. It can’t possibly be because of my writing for The Ruby, can it?”

Sophie shook her head. “I declare, I do not know, Ally. Evan is very conventional. I suppose that could be the problem.”

“But Evan knows me. He knows me like no other man does. And knowing me as he does, the little tidbit about The Ruby should come as no shock to him.”

Sophie’s cheeks pinked. “Please, go into no further detail. There are