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He skimmed his fingers up the stocking-clad leg and teased the ties at the back of her knee. Her breath trembled on swollen lips, and in her eyes, he saw the invitation to thoroughly seduce her.
Bloody hell, Freddie, he wanted to protest. But he could not. Percy wanted her with a desperation that had his damn fingers shaking as he rolled the stockings from her legs, one after the other. She helped him remove her stockings, dress, chemise and stays without looking away from him. When he unveiled her body, the breath left him. For an endless moment, he couldn’t speak. Percy had never seen anyone so delightfully curved and sensual. Her skin was soft and inviting, and her blue eyes were drowsy with arousal and a tender emotion he had never seen before. His body reacted to her flaming sensuality in a rather visceral manner. His balls tightened as hot fingers of lust stroked up his spine, and his cock hardened even further. There was a touch of nerves in her eyes as she stared at his tenting banyan.
“My God, Sprite, you are beautiful,” he said reverently.
Under his stare, her entire body blushed, and her mouth tugged into a smile as she graced him with an intense look of yearning look, full of innocent desire.
I am falling for you, Freddie…ah hell, I am a damn selfish cad who cannot resist this anymore.
* * *
She was splayednaked before a man. Not just any man…Percy. Frederica stared at him, her heart trembling with the force of her desire as he shrugged the silk banyan from his body to let it fall to the floor. The breath stilled in her chest. He was tall and lithe with sinewy, broad shoulders, narrow hips and long legs. Arousal made his cheekbones seem sharper and his lips fuller and more sensual. His body was a light golden tan everywhere which suggested he had been shamelessly naked outdoor recently. His manhood was large and thicker than anything she had seen in the erotic picture books at the club or at any museums.
He’d just called her beautiful, but it was Percy who was magnificent. Emotions clogged her throat. “It is you who is lovely.”
He came over to her and gently kissed her mouth. “Flattery gets you everything.”
She sighed wantonly as he deepened the kiss. The subtle hint of brandy flavored her tongue, and she moaned into it. There was a part of her that couldn’t quite believe they were here, in this room, and making love with each other. He held her to him so that her soft curves molded to the contours of his lean body. The feel of her breasts mashed against his chest had her rubbing restlessly against him like a sensual feline. Anything to assuage the relentless ache that tightened her nipples and speared down low to her belly and that place between her thighs that grew wet and needy.
As he assaulted her mouth with devastating passion, Percy caressed her all over, his touch firm and persuasive, dominant yet also reassuring. Soon Frederica became lost in a sea of unending sensation, yet she craved for more. His mouth seemed to chase his fingers, and the caress of his lips along her body set her aflame. He seared a path down to her neck, shoulders and to the underside of her breasts. Percy flicked his tongue across one of her beaded nipples, then sucked it into his mouth. Shocked by the sensation that shot through her belly she trembled and sobbed, the feelings beating inside her almost too much to bear.
Then he was there, kissing down her quivering belly. Frederica gripped the sheets, knowing what was coming. Yet when the heat hit her body, the sensations were wholly new and vibrant and soul-destroying. Percy licked her quim in a deep open-mouthed kiss before curling his tongue over her clitoris. Her upper body came off the bed, only to have Percy used his hand to flatten against her stomach, pressing her back as his lips covered her wet sex. She cried out, arching her hips up to meet the lash of his tongue, which sent new spirals of ecstasy through her.
It was torture, and it was bliss. Frederica never imagined pleasure could be this exquisite. Before she got a chance to come down from the wonderful feeling that flung her high, Percy sucked her sensitive nub into his mouth. Her body arched from the bed, and for a wild moment, she did not know if she was trying to escape his mouth or press closer.
Fingers glided over her folds, probing and then entering her body. Her body was wet, soft, and yielding, accepting the two long fingers that surged deep inside her wet sex. She had not thought the sensation could grow deeper, but then Percy moved those fingers in time to the suctions on her clitoris. A coil grew tight in her belly, and sensation gradually became a raw, sweet agony. Frederica shattered as wanton heat blossomed through her body and burned her pure ecstasy.
Percy came over her, nudged her legs apart and settled between them. He slipped a hand beneath her shoulder and held her to him as he gently eased his length into her welcoming body. She bit her bottom lip at the awful stretch and the burning pain that flared where they were connected.
“I…I think something might be wrong,” she said on a soft sob in the curve of his throat. His hand moved gently down the length of her side and between them. He found that nub of pleasure once more and circled it over and over with his thumb. Frederica whimpered as that heat sparked once more. She grew wetter, and with a groan, he slid all the way inside her. She moaned helplessly at the fullness of his stretching penetration. Then her eyes fluttered closed as she absorbed the wonderful feeling of having him so deep within her body and the piercing pleasure invading that nub of sensitive nerves.
“Hold me, Sprite,” he murmured.
“Always,” she promised him, brushing her mouth over his sweat-slicked shoulder.
Percy started to move, piercing her with that sweet yet agonizing sensation again. Only this time, it felt more intense. Just more. He retreated from her aching sex and then plunged deep. Again. And again. And again until she clung to him helplessly, caught in a storm of delight.
He rolled with her, so that he was now on his back. It was only instinct and his hands that urged her to sit upright so that her knees bracketed his hips. It should have been impossible but somehow his cock went deeper into her sex, and she moaned that the tight fit and the biting pleasure. “Ride me, Sprite.”
The rough sensual command sent swirls of heat into her belly, and she lifted herself off his and slowly sank back down on his length.
Oh!
Leaning back slightly, she rested her hands on the hard muscles of his thighs and did as he commanded. Frederica rode him. A violent shock of heat, a burst of pleasure claimed her as he grabbed her hips and rocked her onto his cock with strength and depth, filling her with an erotic mix of pleasure and pain. One of his hands left her hip to find her clitoris where he used his thumb to press against it.
She cried out, “Oh, God, Percy!” Bucking against the sensation. It was all too much and not enough.
“I cannot get enough of you,” he growled.
The feeling was indescribable and looking down into his face where his eyes glittered with savage lust filled her with wanton delight. The hand at her hip slid to her lower back and urged her down so that he could kiss her. Their mouths mated, and he twisted once again so that he was atop her.
The tempo of his hips increased, the depth of his thrust became more piercing. Sensations gathered in her stomach, sending uncontrollable tremors through her thighs, and she dimly realized her entire body shook. Frederica screamed as pleasure seized her, shattering the tight coil low in her belly with bliss. His thrust grew deeper as he, too, chased his pleasure. With a deep groan, he pulled from her body and emptied his seed on her thighs.
He dropped his forehead to hers, breathing raggedly.
“Sprite—”
“If you apologize, I am going to plant you a facer,” she murmured drowsily. “Nor will I discuss your honor when I am trying to recover from the most amazingly wonderful experience of my life. There is no need to tell me how wonderful it was either. I can tell. You were cursing and praising me in equal measure, and I do understand I am your darling and sweet tormentor.”
He laughed, the sound low and carnal. “I was going to do nothing of the sort. We will discuss in the morning.”
“We will,” she said with a smile.
He brushed his mouth over her forehead, and her heart stuttered at the sweet tenderness of his kiss. Frederica's lashes fluttered close as sleep pulled her down. She listened to him pad around the room and smiled when he used a wash rag to clean their release from her body. She murmured sleepily when he came onto the bed and held her from behind, tugging the coverlets over their bodies, cocooning them in wonderful warmth.
