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The lacy hem of her slip lay over her thighs as she knelt on him. August slid his hands under it again.
“Do you want to make love?” he asked. “Or talk about your fantasies?”
“You’re a man. Don’t you need to come?”
“I’m not a normal man. I can stay hard for a very long time. Especially if a beautiful young woman is sitting on my cock and blushing pink as a rose. If I start to get soft, I’ll just peek.”
“Peek?”
He lifted her hem, and she slapped it back down again.
“Do not peek.”
“Lia, I’m literally penetrating you right this moment. We are having sexual intercourse. We are fornicating.”
“Fine,” she said. “You can peek.” He really did feel very good inside her. The cock in her throbbed and her flesh surrounding it throbbed in time. She placed her hands flat on his chest and rocked her hips into his. She was rewarded with a deep spasm inside her stomach, a spasm that traveled up her spine and down into her thighs. She braced herself, her hands flat on August’s broad chest, and did it again.
“Take your slip off,” he said, his voice hoarse. He was already inside her. There was no reason for her to feel modest, but her fingers were shaking as she tried for the zipper in back. He grew impatient with her fumbling fingers and pulled it down for her. When he’d bared her breasts, he looked at them so long and so longingly Lia blushed.
“You’re staring,” she said.
“Phryne of Athens,” he said. “The courtesan. When she was charged with impiety and taken before the courts, she bared her breasts to the judges. At the sight of them, they acquitted her. At the sight of your breasts, they would have crowned you empress.”
He squeezed them, molded them into his palms, fondled the nipples until they were so hard she hurt. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Her head fell back and she arched for him, gasping as he licked her left nipple, placed his lips to it and sucked it into his mouth. The slow draw, the tug, the moist heat on her breast, was bliss.
For the first time, Lia felt the line, the red cord of nerves that ran from her breasts to her sex. As he sucked the nipple, drew it deep into his mouth, her vagina grew wetter, riper, swollen.
She pressed her hips against him and felt the pleasure run down her back and into her hips. August pulled her against him again and pushed his hand between her thighs. Lia’s vagina ached around the thick organ inside her, and she moaned against his shoulder.
Never had she felt this good before, not in her own body. He took her breasts in his hands again—his large, strong male hands—and held them firmly. She covered his hands with hers, wanting to feel him touching her. Lowering her head, she pressed a quick kiss onto his knuckles. That one kiss, no matter how devout, wasn’t nearly enough for August. He grinned that wild dangerous grin of his again. He kissed her again with that wild dangerous kiss of his.
August wrapped an arm around her and scored her back with his rough fingertips. She’d never felt something so sensuous. Every time she moved, even the slightest bit, her clitoris brushed the shaft of his cock.
“August,” she said.
“Yes?”
“What?” she asked.
“You said my name.”
“I did?”
He slowly nodded. She forced her eyes to focus.
“Stop gloating.” She’d been clinging to the headboard, but August took her hands by the wrists and brought them down to his stomach.
“I can’t help it,” he said. “You’re beautiful and I’m arrogant. This is so much fun I can’t believe I get paid for it.”
“Are you really enjoying this?”
In lieu of answering, he rolled her onto her back on the bed.
“August—”
He took her legs and wrapped them around his lower back. Then he pried her hands off his upper arms and pressed them into the bed. To make matters worse, he put his hands over her hands, and locked their fingers together.
“You’re trying to make me feel something for you,” Lia said. “I know all the tricks.”
