“Which one?”
“The last,” he whispers.
“Beautiful. I will ride you then,” I say. “Itwill be better that way, you are right. That way I can control our pace. I will only give you a little at a time.”
He groans again.
“Please,” he says. “You see what you do to me. Touch me.”
This, of course, is not the nature of our relationship. I am to take pleasure from him, usehim, and then discard him without a second thought once I have extracted what I desire. A child. An heir.
But I am tempted.
And after all, don’t I make the rules here?
I look out the window. We are on the secluded path that winds through the woods. No one can see us through the carriage windows.
I look back at Alfred. I think of all the wicked things that I could do with him. But there is something in his pleading, desperate expression that makes me hesitate. He is a grown man, eight-and-twenty, and yet he is so untutored.
And I don’t quite feel in control of myself. I am not ready to take him. Not here. Not now.
But nor can I stand the look of lustful agony on his face.
“No,” I say. “But I will tell you how to touch yourself.”
His brow furrows. “I don’t understand.”
“Just listen to me. Take out your cock.”
He hesitates, his hands braced on his knees.
“Do you want relief or not? We will be at your house in minutes.”
Slowly, he undoes the placket on his trousers, letting himself spring forth.
God,his cock is beautiful. Large and pulsing and angry and already wet with his desire.
“Stroke yourself,” I say.
“I don’t—I don’t know how.”
“You’ve truly never done it?”
He shakes his head. “Not in a long time.”
It is unbelievable. I don’t understand it. He must have had a very strict upbringing. So did I of course. But it appears that we reacted very differently to such rearing.
“Would you like me to show you how?”
He nods vigorously.
I lean forward in my seat and place my hand on his cock. Very gently. I keep my touch feather light so as not to overwhelm him.
“Ahhh,” he moans.
“Shh,” I say, “You must be quiet. We can’t have Simmons hearing. My employ will keep him loyal to a point, but I can’t promise his secrecy.”
Alfred’s eyes widen in surprise.
