He was stunned for a moment.He had never heard such language from a woman of his social class before, let alone a young, unmarried miss such as Eve.He was shocked she even knew such a word.“No.”
He heard the sound of boots on stone and turned to see a group of young men appear in the laneway.As they passed by Freddie and Eve, they exchanged knowing grins.
“Good luck to you, sir,” said one of them.
Freddie and Eve watched as the group disappeared around the corner at the end of the laneway.Turning to Eve, Freddie was about to mention they were still in a public place, but the look on her face stopped him in his tracks.
“If you won’t take me here, then let me attend to you.I am supposed to be a lady with skills of a particular nature.Let me practice them,” she said.
His hard arousal twitched its single-minded approval.
She stepped forward and took hold of Freddie’s coat, pulling him toward her.She placed an enticing kiss on his mouth and he was powerless to stop her.The kiss quickly escalated into a fiery, passionate encounter.
“I want you against the wall, now,” she commanded, when they finally let go of the kiss.
He was losing the battle of wills.When Eve took a hold of the placket of his trousers and loosened the first button, he made only a half attempt to stop her.
“Good boy.Let me do my work.If you don’t then I shall scream, and that will bring people running.You wouldn’t want that now, would you, Freddie?”she asked.
With his back against the brick wall, Freddie watched in disbelief as Eve went to her knees before him.When the last button of his trousers was open, she pulled back the fabric and released his manhood.
She took hold of his hard, swollen shaft and wrapped her fingers around it.The last sensible thing he was able to do before he was lost in passion was to pull her shawl farther over her head.Any passers-by would know exactly what she was doing; he could only pray they didn’t see her face.“Now let me remember how you like to be serviced.”
Freddie placed his hand gently on her head and closed his eyes.“I am sure whatever you do, will be …oh… sweet heaven, Eve.”
Her lips closed over the tip of his cock and his heart stopped.Her mouth was a hot, wet Eden of pleasure.
With a hand placed either side of his hips, she soon settled into a long rhythm of inflicting tortuous pleasure upon him.Slowly in, slowly out.
When a second group of market workers walked into the laneway, Eve did not falter at her work.She was a fast learner.Soon she was taking him deep into her mouth, her lips forming hard ridges which his manhood rubbed against.
Freddie ignored the snorts and soft chuckles of the men as they passed by.He was too deep in mindless pleasure to even open his eyes.He was completely at her mercy.
She built up the tempo.His breath grew shorter and more labored.His fingers speared into her hair.The shawl covering her face fell back, but he was powerless to do anything.The fingertips of his other hand were dug into the cracks of the brick wall, desperately seeking purchase.
The thought he should stop her before he came flashed for an instant in his mind, but it was too late.With a rush that had him stuffing his fist in his mouth to stifle a roar, he came in her mouth.He slowly stroked her hair as he came back to earth.
To his satisfaction, Eve continued to tenderly minister to him.She sucked the last of him before releasing him from her care.Sitting back on her haunches, a soft smile crossed her lips.
He adjusted his clothing and buttoned up his trousers, then reached down and pulled Eve to her feet.Their lips met once more.
“Thank you,” he said.
She laughed softly.“I’m not sure how much to charge you but knowing your circumstances, I don’t expect you could pay it anyway.”
Freddie chuckled and pulled her into his embrace.As his arms wrapped around her, he sent a silent prayer to the heavens that she was the more stubborn of the pair of them.By rights, he should have sent Eve home in a carriage the moment he saw her.But being Eve, she had made certain he delivered on her wish to have a heated sexual encounter in a public place.
He would never forget this moment as long as he lived.
Eve stole back into her family home a short while later.She hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.
She had done it.Freddie was now the other player in a sexy new game of her making.They were playing by her rules, and if Freddie kept to them, they would both be victors.
She had kept some of the Bachelor Boardrules.Activities were to be in public wherever possible.It was disappointing that Freddie hadn’t taken her virginity in the laneway, but she was prepared to give herself game points for improvisation, and the knowledge she had brought him to climax with her lips.
The look on his face when she had demanded he deflower her there and then was priceless.So was the look when he pulled her to her feet after she had pleasured him.
She had no idea such things were possible, but a recent afternoon of illicit reading of the Karma Sutra, courtesy of the India-born Marchioness of Brooke, had opened her eyes to a whole new world of possibilities.Alex’s wife, Millie, was slowly but surely educating all the unwed women of the Duke of Strathmore’s family in how they should seduce their intended husbands.
She was going to marry him, but first, he had to prove to her he was more than the bookish young man his mother had claimed.An intelligent and educated husband was desirable, but with those traits also had to come fire and passion.Their union could never be allowed to become dull and comfortable.
When her maid knocked on her door an hour or so later, she was surprised to find Eve awake and partly dressed, seated at her writing desk.The working-class clothes Eve had worn on her secret mission were well hidden in the back of her wardrobe.If the game continued, she intended to use them again.
She closed the pages of her diary and locked it in her writing desk drawer.The plans for the next part of the game were written within its pages.
