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I smiled. That was the thing about her. She was supposed to be trailer trash, but she had more class in her little finger than some of the so-called royals I’ve met. I felt something
inside me swell and grow. Our eyes locked.
‘Yes, well, I might have been in a bit of a hurry before. This time I’m going to take my time and savor you. Then I’m going to spend the whole night doing things to your body that you
never even thought were possible.’
She licked her lips nervously, her breath washing over my cheek, warm and soft. Thoughts flitted across her face like clouds. She inched towards me and I touched her waist.
‘So you … uh … don’t mind popping my cherry?’
‘Tawny honey, it’ll be a fucking honor to pop your cherry.’
Tawny Maxwell
His eyes held mine almost … lovingly. They were so different from the wild man who had pinned me down on the bed and roughly shoved his fingers into me that I could only stare back,
bemused.
He laid a hand gently on my cheek and tenderly brushed his fingers down my neck. It made my stomach clench. As if he knew the effect he had on me, he smiled, brushed my hair back from my
forehead, and kissed the hollow of my throat.
‘Oh,’ I breathed, my throat suddenly dry.
God, I wanted so much to please him. I wanted to be wanton and passionate. The possibility that I might disappoint such a sexual connoisseur as him clung to me like bad debt. I wanted to
be like the women who frequented The Dirty Aristocrat. Utterly unashamed of my sexuality. His hands moved down and massaged the sides of my breasts while his teeth gently nibbled on my
lower lip.
Without warning his tongue thrust into my mouth and withdrew again. Then back in again. My toes curled. Lord have mercy, the man was fucking my mouth with his tongue! It was dirty and it
was wonderful. Like a little rehearsal. I knew that he knew that, that was what I was craving for between my legs. The harder and faster his tongue thrust in and out of my mouth the more
my sex clenched, as if he was already inside me. He was so masterful at tantalizing my body, my bones were starting to feel like wax in the midday sun.
He knelt before me and let his hand slip up my thighs.
I bit my lip and tried not to tremble. He lifted the baby doll and looked at the way the wet silk clung to my shape highlighting every curve and groove. I felt myself blush. He hooked
his fingers into the waistband of my panties and, with aching slowness, pulled them down my skin while he stared unblinking at my exposed sex.
‘Do you know that your clit is so swollen it is poking outside your pussy lips?’ he asked softly.
I licked my lips and shook my head.
‘Step out of your panties,’ he ordered.
I rushed to obey and he picked them up. Fixing his amazing silvery eyes on me, he dragged his tongue across the crotch panel and licked the sticky fluid there.
‘Oh,’ I whispered, my head swooning.
Lord Greystoke
I licked the wetness along the virgin’s inner thighs and instinctively her legs moved apart in invitation. I separated her swollen lips and brought my nose close to it, inhaling her
state of arousal. Why, she smelt exactly as I always knew she would. Ripe. Juicy. Ready to be consumed.
I nuzzled the soft golden curls of her adorable pussy. The sweet sensation blew my mind after years of fantasizing. I kissed her on her steaming core and, while she watched with dazed
eyes, I let my tongue make contact with the cream of her desire. Fucking heaven. I drank her in. She moaned helplessly. It occurred to me on some vague level that I was never going to
get enough of this woman.
I looked up at her. ‘I like the taste of your wet cunt,’ I whispered.
She gasped with a mixture of shock and excitement.
I wrapped my fingers around my lover’s left leg and draped it over my shoulder. Her pussy opened up like a pink fruit. I kissed her again, my tongue moving slowly between her glistening
lips.
Her breath came in short and quick gasps. Her hips pressed against my face and her hands curled around my head and pulled me in. She wanted more.
I swooped on her clit and feasted on it while she moaned, whimpered and groaned until her leg began to tremble and she was swaying unsteadily. Immediately I planted my hands firmly on
her pert rear and, taking the hood of her clit between my teeth, I bit down. She threw her head back and swore at me.
Very unladylike, soon to be Lady Greystoke.
I smiled against her pink flesh as I felt the shudders that coursed through her. At this rate she wasn’t going to last very long.
