She didn’t want a sweet, delicate, innocent kiss.
She broke her wrists from his hold easily and took her hands down to his fall and rubbed his shaft there one, two, three times and he moaned into her mouth. Then she undid his fall, almost tearing his buttons off in her haste, and took his bare, hard cock into one hand and cupped his soft, warm scrotum in the other. She squeezed his testicles.
He groaned loudly now. That wonderful groan. “Oh, darling, you want me to be very bad, don’t you?”
She nodded and was not convinced he could see her well enough to know she was encouraging him. But she could not sayyesto him or evenplease.
So instead she said, “Take me,” and was surprised by the huskiness of her own voice.
That got her the kind of kiss she wanted. The wild, dark, possessive kind that heralded what he was about to do to her. His hands went to her breasts under her unbuttoned coat and then to her skirts, pushing them up to her waist, and he was lifting one of her legs and putting it around his own waist. She released his cock and scrotum as he took hold of himself and she felt that hard shaft sticking into her wetness and his hand, fumbling a bit in his eagerness, looking for her entrance and then finding it.
She gasped. He was in her.
“Are you all right, darling? Am I hurting you?”
She answered him by grinding against him.
He had not wanted her to move in the bed in Sudbury. And she had obeyed. After all, she had wanted to please him that first time. And she had not known what it was all about. But now, oh, now she needed to move. To move him in and out even as she rubbed herself against him.
He answered himself. “I . . . guess . . . not.” His voice was strained, and he took her mouth again.
She had been right all those months ago in her own bedchamber. Their heights were well matched for this vertical coupling. She only needed to bend her one supporting knee when she was taking his full length in. Which she was doing right now only every fifth or sixth swipe of her hips, instead using her rocking motion to stroke his tip into her opening as she put one hand on her pearl and the other hand in his hair.
His hands were full of her skirts as he clutched her waist and tried to seat himself more firmly within her, to control the movement between them. And he was strong, it would be easy for him to force her down over his cock, denying her the delicious arousal she had right now by just having his tip inside her.
So she broke the kiss, roughly pulling his head away by his hair. She needed a different kind of stimulation from Phineas so she could spend quickly and get away from him. She was desperate now but not insensible to their surroundings.
“Talk,” she breathed in his ear as she continued to move her finger quickly over her pearl, while rocking her hips. “C-call me darling.” Only one stutter. He wouldn’t notice it. Not with his cock as hard as it was.
And he was willing to oblige her, his mouth finding her ear.
“Oh, my little darling, I have wanted you so badly. My cock has been aching for your beautiful quim. And you know Phin just wants to make his darling Caro feel good. You know that, right? I followed you here, trailing after you like I was a scenthound and you were a bitch in heat. I just had to be near you. To show you Phin can be bad if that’s what you want, darling. Because you make me and my cock want to be very bad indeed. Because you’re so good and tight and wet. Look what a good girl you are, taking all of me now. Darling.”
The lastdarlingwas a grunt because he was using his strength, pulling her down and thrusting into her deeply. And she was very full and very stretched and her finger flew over her pearl and his words, oh, his arousing words, and with everydarling, she felt sure she would spend. And then she did, contracting around his cock and it was an entirely different pleasure from the one she gave herself and indeed, even from the climax he had given her five months ago. It was deep, diffuse, in her gut and in her womb.
“Oh, yes, Caro,” he was holding still now, “so beautiful. Oh, I can imagine myself doing this all the time with you, my angelic Amazon.”
These were not the words she wanted. She wanteddarling, she wanted fucking. So as she felt the glorious waves roll through her body over and over again, she took the fingers that had been on her pearl and stuck them in his mouth.
Shut up, Phineas. Don’t ruin it.
He sucked the fingers into his mouth and began to thrust into her again.
Her ecstasy, her beautiful ecstasy, had passed over her and there was only the pleasure of his penetration, his filling her.
Only. Ha. She might have another peak if he didn’t stop soon.
But surely he was close to spending himself. His breathing was pressured. His thrusts were quick and forceful, just as they had been right before he had spent on top of her.
“B-be careful.” She took her fingers out of his mouth.
“Yes, darling,” he panted, “I will.” He pulled out of her, away from her and into the light and she watched him stroke himself and pulse and spill onto the floor.
Oh.
Such a lot of seed. And this was such a nice bookshop. She hoped he had a handkerchief and would clean up his spend. But she couldn’t imagine him doing that.
She was astounding. Unimaginable. Unbelievable.
