Page 18 of His Errant Ward


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He fisted his hand in her hair. “Hold your tongue still, Tallie,” he said and she glanced up at him in surprise.

Her tongue stilled. “Good girl. I had no idea this would be the only way to make you mind my words.”

He buried his other hand in her hair and held her in place while he slowly pistoned his swollen cock between her lips.

“Tallie, your mouth was meant for fucking.”

It was not the sort of statement a gentleman would make to any sort of proper lady, and let there be no mistake, Lady Natalia Waltham was a proper lady. But in that moment, stripped down, kneeling at his feet, his engorged cock on the verge of exploding down her throat, there was nothing proper about her.

A muffled groan emanated from her throat. She was magnificent.

“Now, I want you to suck my cock.”

She glanced up at him, brows furrowed.

“It’s time, Tallie. Time for you to suck my cock. It is exactly what it sounds like.”

Hesitantly, she hollowed out her cheeks, slid her tongue along the underside of his shaft, and sucked.

Bloody hell.

He growled deep in his throat and began to move in and out, allowing her to suck the length of him as he rocked his hips back and forth.

“That feels wonderful, Tallie,” he said, though he had a bit of trouble getting the words out.

In response to his words of praise, Tallie glanced up and her eyes met his and she sucked with increased vigor.

His knees trembled. His balls tightened up and within just a few moments he gripped her head and held tight while he exploded against the back of her throat. Perhaps he ought to have been troubled by his quick release, but he had been waiting for this moment for months. Longer.

Fucking her mouth was just the beginning.

His cock seemed to urge him to grab her hips and plunge deep into the heat of her virgin pussy. He wanted nothing more than to jam through the barrier of her innocence and claim her as his own, not just for tonight but for every night.

With one last tiny thread of restraint he made a decision. “Get up on your hands and knees, Tallie.”

She looked at him quizzically, still in the haze of having her mouth thoroughly fucked.

“My hands and knees?” She stared up at him without moving.

If he did not remove the temptation of her sweet virgin cunny from his view he would go against his own decision and claim her hard. So hard, his balls smacking against her ass as he thrust deep into her. Claim her for himself. Ruin her for all others.

“You heard me,” he said, flipping her onto her stomach and giving her arse a couple of swats to make his point. “Up on your knees.”

She complied and though he could still see the folds of her sex from between her thighs, he moved his focus to other parts of her anatomy.

With both his hands, he spread the cheeks of her bottom apart and gazed upon the pucker of her bottom hole.

“What are you doing?” Tallie twisted her head around to get a better look at him and what he was doing.

“I’m going to claim this little pucker of yours, Tallie.” He reached into her quim, coating his hands in the abundance of her essence there, which he then applied to the crease between her bottom cheeks. “It would appear that sucking my cock had a similar effect on your cunny as having your backend spanked with a riding crop. You are certainly a naughty, naughty young lady.”

“I beg your pardon?” Tallie’s eyes were wide with surprise, but she held her position just as he instructed her to.

His palm cracked across her arse. Then he looked into her face and responded, “I shall take my pleasure as I choose. And I choose to fuck you back here. Is that clear?”

“B-back th-there?” she said. “Wh-what about... my c-cunny?”

He landed another sharp swat on her tender bottom. And then another. Her thighs quivered and her juices flowed. “Your cunny will not get what it so desperately wants. That is part of your punishment. I get my pleasure. That does not mean you will. We are not equals, Tallie. I am in command here. Do not forget it.”

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