She gave a long cry but lay still, allowing him to savor the glory of her cunnie. He thought she would take to screaming, and he would have reconsidered his actions if she did. Instead, she whimpered.
He reached a hand around her hip, past the voluminous skirts bunched about her waist, and nestled it at her groin. His fingers found her clitoris. Her moan was long and low.
Fighting the urge to shove his entire shaft into her, he concentrated on strumming that swollen bud between her folds. She shook her head and whined a little, but he could sense her resistance melting away as more and more wetness coated his fingers. He pushed a little more of himself into her. She felt divine.
With his hand beneath her, theirs was no easy position, but he fondled her to the best of his ability. And when he had sheathed his entire cock inside her paradise, it seemed she gave a welcoming groan. He did not fault her for succumbing. There was little she could do, and a part of her must find it flattering that a man desired her enough to ravish her.
The wet heat surrounding him was irresistible, and he began a gradual thrusting. She squirmed, and he shoved deeper to keep her in place. He intensified his fondling of her clitoris.
“Oh my,” she murmured.
With Trudie, it was not unlike having congress with a virgin. Her cunnie was deliciously tight, and he was satisfied that it was so because no other man had spread her legs before. He was now steadily pumping in and out of her, his pelvis slapping against her rounded rump. She grunted between uneven breaths and muttered unintelligibly. It was undoubtedly an uncomfortable position for her, being pressed into the hard floor with her arms pinioned behind her and her legs spread. But this was nothing compared to what the women at Château Follet were accustomed to enduring. Nevertheless, Leopold silently promised her a gentler coupling next time.
“I grant you permission to spend,” he said.
Her grunts became cries. A few minutes later, her cries culminated in a wail, and her body fell into that familiar paroxysm. She shuddered beneath him, and it was enough to send him over the edge to join her in carnal rapture. His cock erupted, draining the tension that had built in his cods and groin. Delicious shivers racked his body as he spent more violently than he could remember. With a roar, he bucked and trembled against her till he had emptied the last of his seed into her.
When the explosion had settled into a hum in his body, he slid out of her and collapsed beside her to catch his breath. He closed his eyes, still in amazement at the splendor of it all.
Realizing her hands were still tied, he propped himself up and undid her bonds. She rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. He took a hand and kissed it. "I pray you spent well?"
She said nothing at first, and he worried that he had been too rough with her.
"I did…thank you," she said at last.
Relieved, he lay down and looked up at the ceiling with her. Various emotions still warred within him, but he came to a decision.
He would stay a while at Château Follet after all.
THE END
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OTHER WORKS BY EM BROWN
CAVERN OF PLEASURE SERIES
Mastering the Marchioness
Conquering the Countess
Binding the Baroness
RED CHRYSANTHEMUM STORIES
Master vs. Mistress
Master vs. Mistress: The Challenge Continues
Seducing the Master
Taking the Temptress
Master vs. Temptress: The Final Submission
Wedding Night Submission
Punishing Miss Primrose, Parts I - XX
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CHATEAU DEBAUCHERY SERIES
Submitting to the Rake
Submitting to Lord Rockwell
Submitting to His Lordship
Submitting to the Marquess
OTHER STORIES
All Wrapped Up for Christmas
Force My Hand
A Soldier's Seduction
Claiming a Pirate
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
EM BROWN is an award-winning multi-published author of contemporary and historical erotic romance. She found the kinky side to her writing after reading stories at Literotica.com. She likes to find inspiration from anywhere and everywhere, be it classical movies, porn, embarrassing high school photos, her favorite Sara Lee dessert, and the time she accidently flashed an audience with her knickers.
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