My Lady's Lover (Surrey SFS, #1) by Nicola Davidson

Author:Nicola Davidson [Davidson, Nicola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nicola Davidson

If there was one portrait she wanted to hang on the wall in pride of place, it would be Amelia as she looked right now. Brown eyes ablaze with lust. Cheeks pink, and stray blonde curls caressing her cheeks. Her lips and chin glistening with juices as her wickedly dexterous tongue lapped and probed and tormented.

A sight infinitely more precious, as it wasn’t something she had ever dared to hope for.

Beatrice moaned, unable to remain still. “Harder. Oh God, yes, like that.”

It just felt so damned marvelous. Nothing in her past, not the fumblings at an all-girls learning academy, not every erotic book she’d read or drawing she’d examined, and definitely not her two liaisons, came close to the blissful reality of being pleasured by someone who cared. Who wanted you to come. Who took pride in making you do so.

“I will if you tell me a secret,” said Amelia, her expression serious.

“Anything.”

“When did you know? That you preferred ladies to men, I mean. I feel so foolish only discovering this about myself now.”

“Do not, dearest,” Beatrice replied, shivering with pleasure as Amelia stroked her mound and inner thighs. “You’ve never known another way or been allowed to experiment. As a wealthy trade heiress, I daresay your days were crammed with lessons on how to be the perfect wife for a nobleman.”

“They were. Father wanted the loftiest title possible. He approved Garrick when I turned twenty.”

“Oh, Amelia. I knew at a young age, perhaps fourteen or so, that the feminine figure caught my eye rather than the masculine. Later, I was able to indulge and grow in experience for many years before my parents discovered my preference and disowned me. But I’m not brokenhearted. They are cruel and small-minded. Besides, I still have Clay and the others. And you…mmmm.”

Amelia grinned and delved her finger a little deeper into Beatrice’s pussy. “Is this good?”

She quivered, her hips instinctively tilting. “Up the top. Do you feel a little ridge? Rub me there…yes. Right there…don’t be shy…feels divine…oh…”

All of a sudden she writhed and came so hard, she shrieked Amelia’s name. However the abandoned cry, fortunately, or not so fortunately, was drowned out by a violent thunderclap.

They looked at each other and laughed helplessly.

“Never have I been so thankful for thunder,” gasped Beatrice.

“I’m not sure we’ll be saying that in a moment,” said Amelia glancing over to the west. “The sky is very dark up there.”

Beatrice shook her head. “That is what happens when you are distracted by a beautiful woman. A storm creeps in without you even noticing. We’d better pack up fast.”

It only took a few minutes to gather their belongings, but the two women had barely walked ten steps when the first raindrops hit their bonnets.

“Oh no!” yelled Amelia, her eyes bright with laughter. “We’re going to be soaked. Run!”

It was only about a mile from the field to the manor, yet by the time they reached the wide wooden stile separating the fields from the manor proper, the heavens had opened and unleashed a deluge.

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