skin. My nipple stood at rigid attention already, and his damp tongue drew circles that made me whisper his name.
‘So responsive,’ he murmured, ‘so perfect. I’m going to miss you, sweet lady.’
I moaned, shifting lower on the seat. He must have stopped the carriage somewhere while I was asleep, because we weren’t moving. Instead of the storm, I heard the rustling of wings, as though birds were settling in for the night.
‘Open your eyes, Mary Grace. I want you to be looking at me when you come.’
My eyes did indeed fly open, because a decisive thrust of Hyde’s fingers wakened my entire body. Somehow he’d found a sweet new spot inside me, a pleasure-pain so intense I clutched his shoulders. His face was a study in seduction, its manly contours shaded by a slight stubble and its square jaw clenched. Those russet eyes glowed from behind a thick wedge of his hair, which was mussed from being under my skirts. When his nostrils flared, I realised he was as caught up in my passion as I, and a final, deep lunge of his hand made me scream and squirt a torrent of juice.
I grimaced, mortified. ‘My Lord, I’ve relieved myself all over you.’
‘No, it’s not what you’re thinking,’ he assured me with an awed smile. ‘Some women can climax from deep within, when touched in the right place, and it seems you and I have accomplished that! Just another reason I want to keep loving you — to discover how much pleasure you’re capable of enjoying.’
I was too muddled to understand what he meant, but I had faith Hyde Fortune would bring me to further glories over time. And he wanted to keep loving me!
He stroked my hair, his expression pensive. ‘May I ask a favour, while we’re still alone?’
‘Anything,’ I whispered.
His smile made my insides shimmer, for it was obvious he cared for me. ‘Would you…do you recall what Yu Ling did for Sebastian, as we watched through the peep-hole?’
He sounded almost shy, as though afraid he were asking too much. I saw the Celestial quite vividly in my mind, taking the sextant’s thick, red erection into her mouth. It gave me pause, knowing how long and strong Hyde’s member felt when he thrust it inside me. Yet how could I refuse him? He’d mentioned this desire before. And he’d always seen to my pleasure first, as he promised.
I ran my thumbnail up the bulge in his trousers with more confidence than I felt. If that little serving girl could please him with either set of lips, I would have to aspire to even bolder heights to prove I was a better lover than she. So I reached for Hyde’s front buttons, and was rewarded by an eager smile.
Solomon jutted out proudly as we freed him from the constraints of clothing. I grasped the solid, pink base and squeezed, letting Hyde guide my hand’s rhythm and pressure. Once more I imagined the scene we’d spied upon, and extended my tongue towards the jewel of juice at his tip. With a moan, Hyde braced his foot against the edge of the seat. My licking made him pant in desperation while his hips quivered.
‘Take me — God, take me in your mouth, sweetheart. Now.’
Making my lips into an O, I slid them down his shaft. He smelled of sex and sweat, and the secretive taste of him was nothing like I’d expected. Up and down I slid, letting my tongue slither wetly around him while I fondled his sac. His excited little gasps cheered me on; he speared his fingers through my hair to increase the speed of my strokes. I could feel him tightening, straining towards release. Solomon filled my mouth and prodded the back of my throat, until Hyde paused with the tip of him just inside my lips. He made a strangled sound, and then filled my mouth with warm spurts of cream that tasted like salty-sweet butter.
For a moment, I was at a loss. Now that he was spent, what did I do with this liquid? Hyde was catching his breath, his member deflating but still between my lips while I feared my mouth might overflow. Again calling upon
‘So responsive,’ he murmured, ‘so perfect. I’m going to miss you, sweet lady.’
I moaned, shifting lower on the seat. He must have stopped the carriage somewhere while I was asleep, because we weren’t moving. Instead of the storm, I heard the rustling of wings, as though birds were settling in for the night.
‘Open your eyes, Mary Grace. I want you to be looking at me when you come.’
My eyes did indeed fly open, because a decisive thrust of Hyde’s fingers wakened my entire body. Somehow he’d found a sweet new spot inside me, a pleasure-pain so intense I clutched his shoulders. His face was a study in seduction, its manly contours shaded by a slight stubble and its square jaw clenched. Those russet eyes glowed from behind a thick wedge of his hair, which was mussed from being under my skirts. When his nostrils flared, I realised he was as caught up in my passion as I, and a final, deep lunge of his hand made me scream and squirt a torrent of juice.
I grimaced, mortified. ‘My Lord, I’ve relieved myself all over you.’
‘No, it’s not what you’re thinking,’ he assured me with an awed smile. ‘Some women can climax from deep within, when touched in the right place, and it seems you and I have accomplished that! Just another reason I want to keep loving you — to discover how much pleasure you’re capable of enjoying.’
I was too muddled to understand what he meant, but I had faith Hyde Fortune would bring me to further glories over time. And he wanted to keep loving me!
He stroked my hair, his expression pensive. ‘May I ask a favour, while we’re still alone?’
‘Anything,’ I whispered.
His smile made my insides shimmer, for it was obvious he cared for me. ‘Would you…do you recall what Yu Ling did for Sebastian, as we watched through the peep-hole?’
He sounded almost shy, as though afraid he were asking too much. I saw the Celestial quite vividly in my mind, taking the sextant’s thick, red erection into her mouth. It gave me pause, knowing how long and strong Hyde’s member felt when he thrust it inside me. Yet how could I refuse him? He’d mentioned this desire before. And he’d always seen to my pleasure first, as he promised.
I ran my thumbnail up the bulge in his trousers with more confidence than I felt. If that little serving girl could please him with either set of lips, I would have to aspire to even bolder heights to prove I was a better lover than she. So I reached for Hyde’s front buttons, and was rewarded by an eager smile.
Solomon jutted out proudly as we freed him from the constraints of clothing. I grasped the solid, pink base and squeezed, letting Hyde guide my hand’s rhythm and pressure. Once more I imagined the scene we’d spied upon, and extended my tongue towards the jewel of juice at his tip. With a moan, Hyde braced his foot against the edge of the seat. My licking made him pant in desperation while his hips quivered.
‘Take me — God, take me in your mouth, sweetheart. Now.’
Making my lips into an O, I slid them down his shaft. He smelled of sex and sweat, and the secretive taste of him was nothing like I’d expected. Up and down I slid, letting my tongue slither wetly around him while I fondled his sac. His excited little gasps cheered me on; he speared his fingers through my hair to increase the speed of my strokes. I could feel him tightening, straining towards release. Solomon filled my mouth and prodded the back of my throat, until Hyde paused with the tip of him just inside my lips. He made a strangled sound, and then filled my mouth with warm spurts of cream that tasted like salty-sweet butter.
For a moment, I was at a loss. Now that he was spent, what did I do with this liquid? Hyde was catching his breath, his member deflating but still between my lips while I feared my mouth might overflow. Again calling upon
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