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 pushes a lock of hair out of her face with an elegant flick of her hand. “I’ve never avoided anyone in my life. Sometimes, I just find myself otherwise engaged.”
I push away from the horse box and advance on her slowly, all thoughts of congratulating her forgotten. “Well, aren’t you superior? Someone should take you down a peg or two.”
“No, thank you,” she says with an overly sweet smile. “I’ll stay up here with my eight point four. I should earn first place with a score like that, or very close to it.”
I glance around and see that we’re hidden from view of the crowd. There’s a group of outbuildings nearby, and I take her by the arm and pull her between them.
“Hey!”
I push her up against a wall and trap her with my arms. “You’re a first-place brat, is what you are.”
She pushes at my chest, but I’m not moving. “If you’re not going to give me your congratulations, then go away.”
I return her falsely sweet smile of a moment ago. “Of course, I am, baby. Would you like my congratulations down your throat or in your pussy?”
“Don’t be so crude,” she mutters, but her cheeks are turning pink, and her fingers are clenching my shoulders. The first kiss I give her has her making an angry buzzing in the back of her throat.
The second kiss has her biting my lower lip.
The third has her moaning and arching herself into me, her arms wrapping around my neck. I lift her up and carry her into a nearby gardener’s shed and kick the door closed behind me.
“There. Maybe this time we won’t be interrupted.”
Aubrey opens her mouth to say something, but I kiss her again, hard. I don’t feel like talking. I feel like fucking. She grips the waistband of my jeans and pulls me tightly against her sex. Needy girl. Guess she’s annoyed we were interrupted last time, too.
We’ve become efficient at secret daytime sex. I get her jodhpurs down to her knees and sit her on a bench. Meanwhile, she’s got my jeans undone and is stroking my shaft.
“Damn, you smell good,” I say, as I kiss her neck. Like sunshine and horses and sex. All the best things. She has her legs hugging my thighs and is rubbing the tip of my cock through her slippery folds. Then I lean into her, hissing with pleasure, as I slip into her tight, wet heat.
“So fucking good, baby.”
Aubrey leans back on her hands, gazing at me with half-lidded eyes, as I work my way deeper.
“Baby?” she echoes. “I thought by now you’d be calling me your fancy slut.”
There’s a hopeful glint in her eyes as she says it. Apparently, I’m not being dirty enough for Lady Aubrey. “Fancy slut? More like my dirty slut. Don’t you prefer to do this with stallions?”
Lady Aubrey tries to slap my face, but I pull my head back, just in time, and laugh. She tries to look angry, but she can’t fool me.
“That was the first thing I heard about you, did you know that?” I goad her, holding tightly to her hips and pounding into her. “The rumor went around at the stables that one of the posh girls at Court liked a hammering from her stallion.”
“You’re disgusting,” she moans.
“I’m no stallion, but I hope I’m enough for you, Lady Aubrey.” I push her knees closer to her chest and pound deeper, enjoying the way her face transforms in pleasure. “You’re suspiciously good at sucking cock. Been practicing on Onyx?”
This time, she’s too fast for me, or I’m distracted, because she slaps me hard across the face.
“Ow! Motherfucker,” I growl, dabbing my mouth with the back of my hand. She didn’t actually draw blood, but it goddamn felt like it.
Aubrey looks at me, wide-eyed with shock. I pull my cock out of her, turn her around, and pound into her again, gripping her hair and holding her in place. “Be fucking nice or I won’t give you want you want.”
She inches her legs wider and pushes back into me. “You’re the one who follows me around.”
“Only because you’re a total brat if you haven’t had any cock.”
“You’re an ass, do you know that?”
“Maybe so, but you’re the one who wants me to fuck you, Lady Aubrey.”
She tries to go on snarking at me, but she’s too close to coming to form proper words. I grin as she struggles to call me names as her cries grow throaty, and her pussy squeezes my cock. As she starts to come, I force myself deeper, making her orgasm go on and on, as I pump into her. I stare at the sight of her pretty pussy and her ass, my shaft gleaming with her wetness, as it slides in and out of her.
Fuck, she’s so beautiful.