Even within my panic, I fantasize about her touching it.
I try with everything in me, even though I know it is futile, to bring myself back into a state of composure. I try to think about any number of unpleasant and horrible things.
But no matter what I do, my cock, like a goddamned blood hound, knows she is near, and will not flag.
“You have a cockstand, Mr. Saintsbury.”
The words cut through me.
In that moment, I know I will lose my post.
I have no notion of what I will tell my father.
How could I possibly explain?
But such thoughts are pushed from my mind.
Because when I open my eyes, she is staring right at me.
Chapter 5
Annabelle
“Mr. Saintsbury, you have a cockstand,” I repeat, shock and delight rioting through me.
Alargecockstand.
I chose the right man to seduce. A pretty man and a large cock. I commend myself. I always did have excellent taste. He will serve perfectly as a sire.
When I saw Mr. Saintsbury at the Ludlow cottage, I resolved upon laying the groundwork of seduction during this carriage ride. But no such groundwork appears necessary.
This cockstand settles the question of whether he is attracted to me.
“I—my apologies, Miss de Lacey,” the man finally manages.
I smile. I actuallysmile. It is not a sneer, or a smirk, but a smile. A man who isn’t Mr. Ludlow hasn’t made me smile in a very, very long time.
But it isn’t possible to avoid smiling when this stammering, pretty man with a massive erection looks so helpless before me.
“Mr. Saintsbury, I am appalled,” I say, keeping my voice low and throaty. It is a tone that, in my experience, few men can resist.
“I am very, very sorry, Miss de Lacey,” the man says, reaching for his hat. “My mortification is boundless.”
“Stop,” I command him. “Put down the hat.”
He obeys instantly, placing it back on the seat next to him.
The erection is truly huge. By God, he looks ready to pop a seam.
It is better than any chance I could have dreamed up.
“This is an appalling turn of events,” I say, masking my delight. “I should dismiss you immediately.”
“Please, Miss de Lacey, I will do anything. It is—I am sorry—I cannot help it.”
Christ Almighty, my core is pulsing. Idowant him.
But this encounter cannot be aboutthat. I need to establish control.
