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“You do not need⁠—”

“Sebastian,” she replied, cutting him off as her hands began to undo the front of his breeches. She tipped her head back to look at him as she freed his cock. He groaned, closing his eyes as she wrapped her fingers around its length and felt the warmth of it against her palm, the way it pulsed in her hand.

Though she had nothing to compare it to, Mei could not help but think it seemed rather large for something that was actually supposed to go inside her in one way or another. It was certainly much longer and thicker than his fingers.

Other women did this. She supposed she should be able to as well.

Though much of her desire had dissipated with her own culmination, her body sated from pleasure, curiosity was now rising within her as she studied his manhood. It stood out stark and pale from his dark clothing, a veined pole topped with a mushroom head and a slit at the tip. Her mouth watered as she wondered what it would taste like, how it would feel on her tongue.

They had only this house party together. This was her only chance to try this. To experience this. Perhaps she would take another lover, one day in the future, but at the moment, she could not imagine it. She wanted him, as much of him as she could have before it had to end.

Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to the tip, and it jerked against her palm. Her tongue flicked out to lick the surface, which was surprisingly soft and spongy. There was a hint of salty fluid as she moved her tongue across the slit, and Mei opened her mouth to see how much of his cock she could fit between her lips.

Sebastian

Ye gods, she was killing him.

It was taking every ounce of willpower Sebastian had not to take charge… but he was quite sure from the curious expression on her face that this was the first time she had ever done this. Far be it from him to scare her off or interrupt her experiment.

He far preferred to take charge with the ladies he entertained in the bedroom, but as badly as he wanted to slide his fingers in her silky hair and press her head down more firmly… he was very aware of her inexperience, and he did not know how she would respond to such a thing.

So, he endured the torment of her tongue moving over his cock, then her fingers squeezing as she opened her lips to take him within. All while listening with one ear for any approaching interruptions. His cock pulsed as the warm, wet haven of her mouth wrapped around the head and then began to move down.

She was hesitant at first, then gained confidence as she moved her mouth down and retreated, taking him a little deeper every time, her lips getting closer to where her fingers fisted the base of his cock. Sebastian’s jaw clenched around a groan of pleasure as he leaned back on his hands, gripping the hard edge of the bench to keep himself from touching her.

The small humming noise she made, which vibrated around his shaft, almost undid him, and his fingers ached as he squeezed the bench even harder.

Her movements were agonizingly slow, yet his desire for her was so great that he could feel his climax coming on. The taste of her was still on his lips, so sweet and tangy. It was like he could still feel her clenching around his fingers as her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock.

“Fuck…” He growled the word as she shifted her hand lower, his balls tightening as she took more of him between her lips. He felt her gag as he hit the back of her throat.

It did not stop her, though. She pulled back, then lowered her head once more, careful this time not to go quite so deep, which was really a pity, but he could not expect a novice to do such things. He just had to grit his teeth and enjoy what she was comfortable taking.

Which was more than enough.

Her courage was growing, her movements becoming more confident, quicker. Sebastian bit back another groan. In the distance, he could hear the murmur of other voices and a soft laugh.

“Little minx…” His voice was hoarse, soft as he uttered the endearment that had felt so correct and was now confirmed. “I need to release. You have to stop.”

Her head lifted, black hair gleaming in the moonlight, and she frowned at him.

“Am I not supposed to swallow?”

Bloody hell. Sebastian cleared his throat as his aching dick pulsed in her hand.

“It is an option, but it is not nece⁠—”

He should have saved his breath. His words ended on a strangled cry as she took him back in her mouth, evidently determined to swallow his seed. Sebastian could only imagine what she had heard from other ladies about using her mouth—she was enthusiastic but clearly inexperienced, so he presumed she’d overheard things she should not have—but if this was what she wanted, then far be it from him to stop her.

Especially as the sound of voices was growing louder, step by step. He stared down at Mei’s bobbing head, the way his cock gleamed with wetness as her mouth moved up and down, her fingers wrapped tightly around the very base. His balls tightened, and he clenched his jaw against his cry of passion as his culmination peaked.

There was a soft, surprised sound from Mei as he began to come, gripping the edge of the bench still, manfully holding back his groans. The sound of conversation continued to come closer as his cock pulsed and throbbed against her tongue. Not just Tiffany and Gregory, but Lord Hayworth and Lady Juliette as well.

Sebastian gasped as he felt Mei’s mouth suckling harder, swallowing every drop of his climax.

Mei

The duke escorted her out of the little square in the garden just as the others came walking up the path. Thankfully, there had been very little needed to set them aright. And if her hair and skirt were a little rumpled, the darkness covered the evidence.