Lady Alexandra's Lover (Sex and the Season #3) - Helen Hardt Page 0,84

it, Alexandra! You brought my business into this.”

Ally dropped her mouth into an O. “Evan, I don’t know what you mean.”

“Somehow you managed to get my business to print The Ruby. I don’t know how you did it, but do you realize I could be arrested for publishing obscene literature?”

Ally’s heart fell to her stomach. Evan owned a printing business? Yes, he had said something like that before… Here, in London? Or at home, in Bath?

“I don’t understand…”

“Do not act so innocent. Who else could be behind it? You are my new stepsister, and you write for The Ruby. Who else would have taken it to my business?”

She shook her head, confounded. “You need to back up a few steps. How is your business involved?”

“You really are something. My business is printing that rag—for free, no less. And it’s all your doing.”

“It’s not. I swear. You know of my involvement. It’s a servant at our home in Mayfair. I know nothing else, I swear to you!”

“Please, spare me the sinless act. Who else could have taken The Ruby to my printing house?”

“Why, I have no idea, but I promise you I will find out.”

“No!” Evan pounded his fist on the mattress. “You will stay out of this from now on. Once I am able, I will take care of it. In the meantime, I will have some trusted employees look into the matter. I should have taken care of this days ago. Instead, I had to follow you here to London. If I had known you were behind this from the beginning, I would have let you come to London alone and get into all the trouble you wanted. I would not have cared.”

Ally looked down, swallowing, and then up to meet Evan’s gaze. His eyes were misty as though he wanted to cry. Her heart shattered.

“Evan, I love you. I would never do anything to harm you.”

“I do not wish to hear it, Alexandra. Leave my chamber now, please.”

“But—”

“I said now!”

She looked down the length of his bed. His arousal was still apparent. He was not as immune to her as he would have liked her to believe. He could not make love to her. He wouldn’t want to. Even if he did, he wouldn’t have the strength. But she had the strength…

She grasped him through the coverlet.

He winced, a small groan escaping his throat. “Alexandra…”

“Please, let me.” She removed the cover and unbuttoned his night shirt. His cock stood proudly from its golden nest. So beautiful he was, perfectly sculpted. A pearl of clear liquid emerged from the tip. She leaned down and licked it off.

He trembled. “Alexandra,” he said again.

“I love you, Evan,” she said, and sank her mouth onto his hardness.

“Ah, God…” His body stiffened.

His cock was warm against her tongue, the skin soft as velvet. He tasted of salt and cinnamon, with a touch of musk. Delicious. His low moans wafted to her ears, and she wanted more than anything to give him this. Though her nipples were tight and her loins aching, she only wanted his pleasure. Her own was unimportant, inconsequential.

She twirled her tongue around his cockhead, sucking and licking, his soft groans fueling her desire to please him. When his shaft was nicely lubricated, she grasped the base and moved her fist up and down along with her lips, finding his rhythm.

He jerked his hips and let out a small cry.

She pulled her mouth away. “No, my love. Don’t move. Your thigh can’t take it. Let me do the work. Please. I want to do this for you.”

He closed his eyes, and a tear squeezed out from one. Ally’s lips trembled as she descended onto his cock once again. Emotion overwhelmed her—love, tenderness, soul-wrenching desire to give him everything. She sucked him slowly, gripping him and moving with him, loving him in the most intimate way she could.

When the tiny convulsions started at the base of his cock, she took him deep, to the back of her throat, drinking in his seed as though it were the nectar of life.

“Alexandra…my God.”

She let his cock drop from her mouth and slid forward, kissing him, letting him taste his own essence on her tongue. He responded, sweetly returning her kiss, moaning into her mouth, grasping her upper arms.

Until he pushed her away, breaking the suction of their mouths with a loud smack.

“Damn it! I cannot!” He turned away from her.

She cupped his cheeks and forced his gaze back to her. “I love you, Evan,