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How could I ever deny her what she needed?
The room emptied as minutes passed until, eventually, only Harriet and I remained. Well, and Alfie, who sat in his cage.
With her boots clipping on the stone floor, she sidled up to me with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
‘It’s time,’ she whispered.
A wave of panic brimmed in my throat as I stole a look at Alfie.
‘What do you have in mind?’
‘I want you to fuck me.’ I don’t know what emotion showed on my face, but she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. ‘I know it’s awkward, but you did so well at acting it out before, I need you to help me.’
I wanted to grip her by the chin and spew my feelings out to her. To tell her that there was no acting. That I’d thought about touching her for years. Guilt had eaten away my bravado, but it had never been a lack of interest. Alfie’s statements rang through my head as I looked into her pretty face. I couldn’t give her what she needed, but this I could do.
‘I’m yours for the taking.’
Reaching up, she pressed a hand against my chest before standing up on her tiptoes. Warm lips grazed my throat. ‘Thank you, follow my lead.’
Anywhere.
She took my hand and walked me to Alfie’s caged area, unlocking it and entering.
‘Good evening, Alfie. Did you enjoy the party?’
‘Oh yea, thrilling,’ he responded with his usual level of sass.
‘Are you ready to talk yet? To drop the names of your father’s associates.’
Alfie turned his head with a sigh, looking up at her quite earnestly. ‘I don’t know them.’
‘So, you’re saying you were forced by your father to play the sex games he required, yet you never met the pervs he had in his inner circle?’
‘Not that I know of. Rosehall has had so many regulars over the years, but you can’t go killing everyone in case they are guilty.’
‘I can. And if I have to I will. Give me a name,’ Harriet demanded.
‘No.’ Alfie’s face was set in determination.
‘So be it.’
Harriet turned towards me and reached up, feeding her hands into my hair and tipping my head backward. Her teeth sunk into my neck, and she dragged a moan from me. I knew it was her rage at Alfie’s refusal spurring her actions on, but the moment she touched me, I lost the will to care.
Fuck the why.
For the next short period of time, she was mine. Audience or not.
The material of her dress shifted beneath my fingers as I stroked them up her back, feeling the hard, knotted flesh beneath. The way her tongue bathed the bite mark on my throat sent me into a flurry of lust. Scooping her ass up with my hands, I lifted one of her thighs onto my waist and rocked my hips. My hardening dick grazed against her core, and the way her breath hitched made me feral. I repeated the movement, groaning as her heat reached me through the fabric between us.
God, I wanted to kiss her. Every time I tried, she’d move her mouth to my neck or jaw. It was infuriating. If she wouldn’t let me press my tongue against hers, I’d show her what it could do elsewhere. She stood right next to where Alfie lay, and when I dropped to my knees before her, my thigh grazed his head.
Without waiting, I leaned forward and slid her dress up over her hips, fitting my mouth over her panties. The way she trembled at the touch sent me wild. I’d claim her back with my tongue. Taste her for myself while Alfie had to watch.
I pulled one of her thighs over my shoulder, slipping her panties to the side and sinking my tongue deep inside her wet cunt. The gravitas of the moment, after so many fucking years of dreaming about it, wasn’t lost on me. Finally, I felt at home.
Her moans echoed in the room as I worked her with my tongue, giving my all. I needed her to come against my face, to taste her pleasure for myself.
‘Fuck, his mouth feels so good,’ she said. I glanced up to see her watching Alfie.
