Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 48853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Lady Aubrey closes her eyes, and my gaze moves down her throat. Fuck, she’s perfection in a sweet body. Her flowery perfume short-circuits my senses. I undo the top button of her jodhpurs and draw the zipper slowly down.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur in her ear, as if she’s a skittish horse. “Be a naughty girl for me.”
Obediently, she parts her legs and presses her ass against my erection. I get my hand down inside her underwear, and my fingers meet slippery wetness. Her clit is swollen and firm to the touch as I massage her in slow circles. “Have you been touching yourself like this while thinking about me getting my big, dirty hands on you?”
Aubrey’s eyes are still closed, and she nods quickly, making gasping sounds. Her ass is working itself against my cock, and I’m so aroused that I think I could come just from her rubbing against me. But she came here to be fucked and who am I to disappoint Lady Aubrey?
I grasp the back of her jodhpurs and tug them down. There’s a bench at the far end of the stables, and I carry her to it and push her down over it. With her ass and pussy bared to me, she’s so wet and needy. I unbutton my jeans and wrap my hand around my cock.
Lady Aubrey moans and steps her legs open wider, as far as she can with her jodhpurs around her thighs. I slide the tip of my cock through her wetness, teasing her, teasing myself, but I’m far too eager to feel her squeezing my cock, so I push into her. We both cry out at the sensation.
I reach around her and play with her clit, as I pump into her, enjoying the little sounds she makes with my thrusts. Each one is more urgent than the last, and soon, she’s panting my name and arching back into me. Her cheek is against the rough wood of the bench. I can’t tear my eyes from her beautiful face as she comes, mouth wide, eyes squeezed shut, her inner muscles rippling along my length.
I lean down, stroke her dark hair aside and whisper in her ear. “Do you want to know a secret?” My cock is still deep inside her, pinning her in place. “You have no idea just how wrong this really is.”
Her eyes fly open. “What?”
I pull back and slam into her. Lady Aubrey tries to stand up, but I hold her down over the bench and fuck her hard. “Stay where you are. I’m not done with you.”
She reaches back to grab my wrist, trying to push me away, but then her eyes close and she moans. She’s clinging to the bench for dear life as I pound into her with long, vigorous strokes that are inching me closer to heaven.
“Do you like this?” I ask, holding tightly to her hips. “Go on, say fuck for me. I know you can talk dirty, Lady Aubrey.”
She licks her lips. “I love your thick cock, Cassian.”
Jesus fucking Christ. I come in a rush, burying myself as deep as I can.
We reek of sex as I pull out of her. I shove myself back into my jeans and zip up, and then help Aubrey to her feet. She’s still breathing hard as I draw her underwear up her legs and settle them into place over her hips, and then pull her jodhpurs up as well. I take pleasure in making her neat again, after getting her all messy. Concealing what we did together. Keeping it all to myself. She can ride her pretty horse with my come filling her pussy and getting all over her expensive underwear.
My eyes lift to hers as I fasten the button at her waist. She’s gazing at me with large, uncertain eyes.
“Nothing to say, Lady Aubrey? Normally, you can’t shut up.”
Her brow creases with anguish. “I guess I have a lot on my mind.”
I glance, meaningfully, at all the empty stalls around us. “Yeah. Me too.”
“I’m sorry about the trouble I caused with Onyx,” she says quickly. “I want to make it up to you.”
“Don’t bother.”
The blush of her orgasm fades from her cheeks; she goes back to looking unhappy again. My heart twists. I mean to sneer, but my words come out too softly. “What has privileged, wealthy Lady Aubrey got to worry about?”
Aubrey throws her arms around me and buries her face in my chest. I look down at her in surprise as her shoulders start to shake.
“They set a date for the wedding,” she sobs. “There’s an engagement party on Friday. I have to be there and pretend I’m fine with it all.”
My hand drifts up to stroke her back and the cascade of thick, dark hair over her shoulders, but I stop myself. A few petty problems and she goes to pieces. If she’d grown up in Paravel, she’d count herself lucky to have problems like these. She doesn’t know how good she has it.