Lucy watched as Miles stepped towards her, and she swallowed hard. He reached her side of the bed and bent forward, running a trailing finger up her cheek and through her hair. Lucy realised with a gulp that it was happening. He was going to fuck her.
‘You’re so beautiful,’ Miles whispered, straightening up. He kept his eyes on hers, stopping her from looking away, and reached up to loosen the kerchief around his neck. ‘Lie still, darling,’ he ordered her, tossing the ornate fabric down onto the bed. ‘I’m going to enjoy you very much.’
Lucy’s Seduction: Chapter 5
[Lucy’s Seduction is a consensual historical BDSM erotica set broadly in a raunchy and apocryphal Edwardian England setting. All characters are over 18. Chapter 1 is here]
Lucy had been worried that Miles would strip himself in front of her.
She thought he was very attractive but she was also not ready to see a man naked. That would be too confronting.
Luckily, Miles seemed to recognise this, because he simply removed his kerchief and unbuttoned his collar, before rolling up his shirt sleeves and removing his shoes. Then he climbed onto the bed, his eyes on Lucy’s face the whole time. She lay still, watching him, her breathing gradually quickening as she thought about what she was going to do. What he was going to do to her.
Her naked breasts felt vulnerable and oversized on the front of her body, her nipples embarrassingly perky in the cool evening air. She wished she could cover them but Miles had been very clear about that.
The image of herself serving him tea half-naked — possibly in one of these wicked dresses that he said the whores down south wore — wouldn’t go out of her head. If my breasts were naked, he could just reach out and touch them whenever he wanted, she thought helplessly aroused at the thought. And…
But her imagination failed her at the thought of wearing a long skirt slit up to her hips and no underclothes underneath. A man could do anything to do me, she thought blankly, wondering why — how — she could possibly be so aroused at that particular thought.
Then Miles climbed onto the bed, its downy softness sinking under his muscular weight and she shivered. Oh gods, what was he going to do?
‘You look like a scared little rabbit,’ he chuckled, kneeling sideways beside her. ‘Do you want me to stop?’
‘No!’ Lucy said quickly. ‘I want…’ she blushed hotly. ‘I want everything,’ she whispered. ‘I’m just… It’s new and shocking but I’m… enjoying myself,’ she forced herself to say.
Miles brushed his fingertips teasingly across her breast and she gasped and shivered.
‘You are going to scream, my sweet little Lucy,’ he promised her. ‘If not when I push your legs apart, then most certainly when you feel me entering you for the first time.’ It was all Lucy could do to stop herself from screaming then and there. ‘I’ll be as gentle as I can,’ he said and Lucy blushed.
‘I… I don’t want gentle,’ she whispered. ‘Maybe at first,’ she conceded, suddenly scared. She thought she wanted him to be rough but what if he took her too seriously? ‘But I want… Oh, I want you to have fun most of all.’
‘I will have fun,’ he chuckled as if she had said a silly thing. ‘I’ll bury myself inside you and your body will be warm, and you’ll be soft beneath me.’ Lucy gasped to hear herself, her physical benefits, broken down so bluntly.
Miles trailed lazy fingers down her body, past her hips, and Lucy stiffened, worried suddenly that he was going to pull her skirt up then and there. But his hands travelled lower and she relaxed and soon he was pulling her own summer sandals off her feet and gently massaging the sore soles.
She relaxed a moment but then her breathing checked again as his fingers travelled lazily back up her legs, under her skirts.
‘Scaredy cat,’ he whispered as she stiffened, and Lucy blushed, wanting to squirm away.
Oh gods, there were such a lot of steps to get to her goal and they were all so intense — and enjoyable — and part of her wanted to jump to the end, but also she didn’t, because then he wouldn’t be touching her legs anymore and he would be inside her, thrusting and groaning and stabbing into her with his thing, and oh gods, maybe she would die of embarrassment even thinking about it.
Miles reached up her legs and Lucy gasped as she felt his hand slide up her inner calf, and past her knee to her inner thigh. She swallowed — was this it? — but Miles was just seeking her garter belt.
He easily unsnapped the clip on the garter and pulled her stocking down and off, before performing the same operation on the other leg, and then she was lying on the bed, her legs and feet bare, although still covered by her long skirt.
Somehow, she felt much more wanton, much more undressed like this, even though Miles couldn’t really see any more of her this way.
He lowered himself down onto his elbow beside her, lying stretched out, and she regarded him worriedly.
‘I think I’m going to die with suspense,’ she said softly, blushing as he chuckled with a gentle amusement.
‘Would you rather I sped up?’ her tormentor asked, his hand reaching out lazily to play with her breasts — rather as if they were his toys, she thought, embarrassed.
‘N-no,’ she stammered. ‘At least… No,’ she said decidedly.
‘I’m enjoying you,’ he murmured, closing two fingers around one of her nipples in a scissors-motion and tugging, almost experimentally, it seemed. ‘I don’t want to take you too fast.’
A smile hovered on his mouth.
‘You are almost mine, Miss Lucy,’ he said. ‘You’re so very soft and sweet and receptive. Sooner than you think, you will be screaming beneath me as I teach you what it means to be taken by a man — and later, my darling girl, you will be heading home with my seed inside you.’
‘I won’t… scream,’ she whispered, blushing at everything he promised. Oh gods, she was being so very wicked!
Miles’ knowing smile was the only answer she had.
‘I want to kiss you,’ he said bluntly. ‘On your lips. May I?’
‘Yes,’ Lucy whispered, then she lay still in shock as Miles leaned over her, his attractive lips brushing across hers, a hint of his breath feeling hot against her skin.
‘Damn,’ he groaned, and then he was kissing her for real, again and again and again on her mouth, kissing and teasing, until her lips felt red and swollen. ‘Fuck,’ he said, right into her mouth. ‘You’re going to be a damn sweet fuck, little Miss Lucy, and then,’ he grunted, kissing her again, audaciously sliding his tongue past her lips, ‘and then,’ he said again, raising his head briefly, ‘I’ll teach you how to put these lips around my member.’
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Chapter 6 of Lucy’s Seduction is now here.
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