Countess of Desire (The Young Ancients Erotic Moments Book 1)

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right spot.
    "Up and
down? With your tongue?" It was a question, but not hard to comply with.
Doing that had the woman bucking against her lips hard less than two or three
minutes later.
    "Oh!"
She spasmed, her body going tight under and in front of the Countess. Several
times. With each one, she said "Oh!" A little bit louder.
    It was
charming, but a bit tame really. At least if she were trying for more than her
own pleasure in the moment. Still, it was a good start and let her get clothing
back on while Maria wiped her mouth slowly, and then got in touch with Petra.
    The dark skinned
woman scowled at her for a moment, but she went a bit blank after a moment and
then smiled.
    "Maria? Is
everything all right?"
    "Because I
seldom call unless there's a problem? I can see that actually. I need to take a
trip to Harmony, and figured that I might as well mend some fences with you at
the same time. Gerent suggested that I get in touch with you and set that up.
He also invited us to stay at your villa? I was the one that suggested you and
I could both have sex with him. He didn't say no, but seemed a bit hesitant to
make arrangements for you?" She grinned, and then shook her head, as the
woman on the other end of the thing looked at her a bit coldly. "I mean
that, by the way. Not that you have to have sex with me, but that I think it's
past time I stop treating you... Well, you know."
    Petra gave her
a confused look then, and shrugged her large and rugged looking shoulders.
    "I didn't
think you were treating me badly. We aren't close, but you hardly ever spit in
my food when I come to visit anymore. Why the last, what is it, two or three
visits, you haven't even slipped snakes into my bed."
    That got the
other woman a fake glare. She was teasing of course, to test the waters. There
was a time when that would have gotten Maria to growl at her, and run to
Marvin, to make sure his sister’s allowance was cut to next to nothing. This
time she managed to just screw her face up a bit.
    "True
enough. So, you'll come and visit tonight, then take us all off in the morning?"
    Blinking a bit,
she smiled and nodded her pretty head. Her hair was very short, almost like a
man's, but her skull shape was good.
    "Sure?
When do you want me there? I'm off work for the day, I was going to go and get
something to eat at the tavern here. After that?"
    "Why not
come here for the evening meal? We can hold it for a few minutes, if you
need?" She had a jump ship after all, and those things were fast .
So much so that after a few minutes of walking, the scenery changed to a small
craft. A few moments of uninterrupted chatter later, Petra cleared her throat.
    "It seems
that the roast pig is just now coming out? Oh, Martya! Over here!" It was
amazing, but the woman was there, from some six hundred miles away, already.
    That calling
out would be to her best childhood friend, Maria knew. The local ice merchant.
She often came for the evening party.
    "Good!
Let's meet outside then, in a few moments?"
    "See you
then." The face vanished, leaving Maria alone with Debbie, who was
clothed, and looking down at the floor, a slightly amazed expression on her
face.
    Taking her
hand, she started them toward the door.
    "Come on,
love. We have guests!"
    Then they
scurried, since it was rude to keep people waiting too long.

Chapter four
     
    It was
interesting, having Petra suddenly appear like she had. Once upon a time it
would have taken several full days, nearly ten, to make the trip by carriage.
Now the right people could make the same journey in moments.
    One of the nice
things about Petra however, was that she didn't care to stand on ceremony or
title. She came to dinner dressed in a nice white off the shoulder gown that
showed off just enough cleavage to be alluring, without losing her top when she
gestured. It wasn't see-through, but was just shy of that, offering a
slight hint of what was underneath. She wasn't perfect, being too muscular
really, but her body wasn't

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