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Sophie, her cheeks still bright red, said, “Of course, Evan, what is it?”
“I’m afraid some business has come up that I cannot ignore. I will not be able to take you to London for the last balls of the season as I promised.”
“Well of course, we understand—”
“The hell we do.” Ally stood, clenching her fists. “I will return to London, with or without you.”
Confessions of Lady Prudence
by Madame O
Hattie squirmed beneath me. “My lady, ’tis not proper. You shouldn’t—”
And then my mouth was upon her. Oh, Amelia, you can’t imagine how sweet the taste of her pussy. If only Christophe had been there and I were sitting on his face grinding into him as I ate my fill of Hattie. She writhed against my probing tongue as I continued to plunder her sweetness. When she finally erupted, convulsing against me, I slowed my attack.
I knew she wasn’t ready to return my favor, and I was willing to wait. But now, she having experienced such sweet diversion for the first time, I hoped it would be easy to convince her to join Christophe and me at our next lesson.
“Hattie, dearest,” I said, “would you like to experience even more pleasure?”
“My lady, I’m not sure there is any pleasure that could be more fulfilling than what I just felt.”
I couldn’t help chuckling a bit, dear Amelia. Such naïvety! And to think, if not for you, I would still be as naïve as innocent Hattie. “My dear, I can assure you that we have only scratched the surface of pleasure. My art instructor, Christophe, has given me amazing gratification, and I wish for you to experience it as well.”
“I don’t know…” She reddened from head to toe and wrapped her arms over her succulent breasts. “What we just did was scandalous enough. I don’t know if I should partake in any more such activities.”
“Didn’t I just tell you only moments ago never to deny yourself pleasure?” I smiled.
“You did, indeed, and I certainly would like to experience more…”
“If you felt being with a woman was scandalous, perhaps you will find being with a man slightly less so.” I raised my eyebrows and smiled again.
“Perhaps…”
And then, Amelia, I knew I had her. I so look forward to my next lesson with Christophe. I hope very much he will bring Mr. Peck with him.
I shall write again when I have more exciting adventures to tell you. Until then, I remain yours, affectionately,
Prudence
Chapter 11
And here we go again. Evan sighed. The woman was bound and determined to get to London. Evan doubted very much it had anything to do with her friend, Miss Hortense Stafford or whomever it was. Knowing Alexandra, she had something completely different up her sleeve. Still, he had made a promise to her, and he hated having to break it. Plus, Sophie certainly deserved to get off this estate and have some amusement, as well. Shy and timid she may be, but she had seemed to enjoy the balls they’d attended at the duke’s estate.
“My apologies to both of you,” he said calmly. “I know you were looking forward to seeing the end of the season. However, there is a problem at one of my businesses in the city of Bath, and I must get it resolved.”
“Well, that is not an issue as I see it,” Alexandra said. “Sophie and I can simply travel to London alone and attend the balls.”
“You know damned well”—Evan jerked when Sophie gasped at his language—“that I cannot allow the two of you to travel to London alone. Look at what happened last time we tried to go. You and I ended up stranded.”
“Oh, for God’s sake, Evan, we just won’t travel during the worst rainstorm of the century. Surely that won’t happen again.” Alexandra stomped her foot on the Oriental rug.
“Ally,” Sophie said, “if we can’t go to the balls, it’s not the end of the world. We shall both have our seasons next year.”
“It’s not the damned season—”
Sophie gasped again at Alexandra’s words.
“—I’m concerned about. I just want to have a little bit of fun. Ever since Mother and the earl left on their wedding trip a month ago, we’ve been stuck here. I’ve nearly exhausted all the literature in the library, and I’ve knitted and crocheted so many baby booties that I want to hurl my crumpets.”
