“Take what you want. I am yours to do with as you please.” There. She had said it. She couldn’t take it back.
Looking up into his eyes, she could see passion and desire simmering there, along with darker, more hypnotic things, things she did not dare name. “You won’t be sorry, pet,” he told her as he lay her back on the bed, kissing her as he did so, his tongue sliding into her mouth to stroke hers until she moaned deep in her throat. “I will be gentle, but I do need you, Cecily. Desperately.” She felt the heat of his bare skin as he pressed her down, the crispness of his chest hair making her nipples tingle. She could feel his cock, erect and pulsing, on her thigh and she suddenly longed to feel him inside of her. An ache began between her legs and immediately, she knew that she was growing wet for him. No, she burned for him. She would allow him to do anything he wished.
She swallowed hard, her pulse pounding in her throat, feeling she should make one last protest, even if it was only a token one. In some ways, this might be easier if he were a stranger. She’d simply lie back, close her eyes and let him have his way. But this was Robert, the boy she’d idolized in childhood. She still wasn’t completely certain if she could allow him to touch her that way. Then again, if not him, then who? There was no one else and if she had to lose her virginity tonight, why not to Robert? He was seducing her; far better than rape at the hands of another.
“I’m frightened,” she admitted, allowing her gaze to find his, finally saying something that didn’t make her sound like a fool. “I’m a maid, Robert, no longer the young and indulged daughter of the baron that I once was.”
He shrugged, unconcerned, pressing another kiss to her lips before sliding down to trail more along her jaw. “But you are virgin, yes?”
“Yes,” she admitted quietly. “There has been no one. Ever.” Much to her embarrassment.
“Then it does not matter.” He placed a finger to her lips to quiet her. “I hunger for virgin flesh, Cecily, or at the very least, young flesh, younger than me. It is my one and only vice. Otherwise, I am the boy you knew long ago. And I do so want you.” He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck before biting down and then licking at the wounded area, sending erotic thrills through her body. “I want to taste you, Cecily. I want to feel your body tighten around my cock as I slide inside of you, taking your innocence for my own. I want to feel your untried body beneath mine.” He kissed her again, this time nipping at her jaw. “Will you let me?”
“Yes.” Her face burned with shame as her legs fell open wider, but she did want this. She wanted to feel Robert inside of her, taking her innocence and giving her a taste of what she would never have again. Even if she only had this one night, she would take it. She was too selfish not to.
Rising above her, Robert moved off the bed and Cecily followed him with curious eyes. “I need to finish undressing, pet. Perhaps you would like to help me?” It wasn’t really a request and Cecily knew it. Rising, trying to ignore her own nakedness, she came to stand in front of the fire, seeking its warmth and light.
Gently, Robert pushed her down to her knees. “Take my breeches off, Cecily.” He ran a hand through her hair. “I know you know how.” Then, that same hand stroked her back, caressing her soft flesh and Cecily was lost. That one touch undid her more than anything else and sighed, reaching out with shaking fingers to undo the buttons on his breeches.
As she peeled the fabric down his body, she gasped to see his bare legs. Hard and muscular, they were covered in the same crisp hair that was on his chest. Caressing his calf, she gently tugged his breeches the rest of the way down before looking up slightly to realize that he still wore his smalls. Those, she supposed, would have to go as well.
Licking her lips, she worked her fingers underneath the waistband of the thin garment, trying not to brush against the swollen ridge of what was obviously his erect cock. She wasn’t certain what would happen when she touched it, but she hadn’t expected it to be quite so big.
“Take them off, lovey,” Robert coaxed, his voice soft and seductive once more. “You know you want to. I know you want to.”
Nodding, Cecily looked up to meet Robert’s eyes. “How do you know so much about me? About what I want?”
He smiled because he knew it would ease her confusion. It worked on every woman of his acquaintance. “Because I know you. I have for a very long time.” He inclined his head. “Now take them off and I’ll tell you how to proceed.” When she looked up at him with panicked eyes, he laughed. “You are a virgin, Cecily. I am certain you will not quite know what to do with me.”
That, she thought to herself, was an understatement. Taking a steadying breath, she reached up and tugged the smalls down his legs, working to stifle a gasp as his cock sprang free, massive and erect. She’d expect him to be big, but nothing quite like this.
He was long and thick and she could see the veins pulsing under her unwavering gaze. Tentatively, she reached out to touch him, but then pulled back. Robert, however, was having none of that, not when he had her naked and kneeling before him. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and guided her hand until it hovered just over the jutting piece of meat that hung between his legs.
“Wrap your hand around me, pet, and stroke.” When she hesitated, he took his other hand and guided her, showed her how to grasp him. “It will feel good for both of us. I promise.” He didn’t want to mention that, at the moment, it would probably feel better for him than for her. But he would pleasure her later, so much that she would beg him to keep her. Robert rather liked that idea. Keeping Cecily as his mistress to fuck whenever he desired held an enormous amount of appeal at the moment.
Slowly at first, Cecily ran her hand up and down the length of Robert’s cock. It was like hot velvet in her hands and she immediately loved the way it felt in her grasp. If that made her a wanton or a loose woman, so be it. She’d been called worse, especially by the marquess. His manhood was also far bigger than she’d expected, the visible bulge in his smalls not providing her with a clear idea of exactly how large he was.
But he was marvelous; he felt marvelous. And at the moment, Cecily wondered if she would be brave enough to do something she’d only heard whispers about. Some courtesans, she knew, put men’s cocks in their mouths. She had no idea why or what they did, but, well, they were courtesans, so obviously the men received some pleasure from the act. She suspected Robert might as well.
When he groaned at her ministrations, Cecily’s eyes snapped up, only to see his head thrown back, an expression of pure pleasure on his face. He was clearly enjoying what she was doing, but within her, a need burned to do more. This was Robert, her childhood love. She would only have this one chance, this one night, and suddenly, she wanted to try everything. She didn’t want to leave this room and wonder.
Slowly, she brought her lips to the tip of his cock where a small bead of moisture had already formed. Carefully, she lapped at the drop with the tip of her tongue and was surprised when Robert’s hands came down to grip her shoulders hard. She stiffened and immediately pulled away.
“Dear God, woman! Are you trying to kill me?” There was almost a note of pain in his voice, which made no sense to her. When he saw the expression on her face, however, he softened. “Or are you trying to think of a new way to please me, pet?” Delight lit his eyes and a smile played across his lips. “Oh, Cecily. You are a treasure.”
Carefully, he guided her head back to the tip of his cock. “Slide your lips down over me.” When she did as he asked, he nearly came on the spot but somehow managed to get himself back under control. “Now move yourself up and down, love, as if I’m a sweet that you’re licking. Just do what comes naturally. Your body will know.”
Doing as he asked, Cecily found that, indeed, she did know what to do, at least the basics. Though she was unskilled, she could tell that Robert was enjoying himself, so she decided to experiment, just a bit.