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Duncan took Blanche’s hand, kissing it gently as he smiled in secret victory. Investment or not, he knew he would enjoy tonight. He wondered if underneath the quiet, reserved gentlewoman before him lay a fiery, unquenchable sexpot. Deflowering her would be most pleasurable either way. Trying to keep his calm presence, he stood, still holding her hand. Lust overwhelmed him at that moment, and he knew that his gamble in asking her to his residence tonight had paid off. “Let me walk you over to the bed. Step up on here to get to the bed and lay on your back, dear. I will take things as slowly as you need.”
Blanche blushed as she heard Duncan speak. She was still in disbelief that she had spoken the words of agreement. They had a deal. One night with him and he would provide her with all the funding needed to complete her father’s flying hotel train project. Following Duncan to the edge of the massive bed, she reminded herself that tonight would be for purely research purposes. It fascinated her that she would secretly know what to expect with a man prior to her wedding night.
As she climbed onto the step with Duncan’s guidance and lay on her back, still completely dressed, a loud whistling sound erupted, sounding as if it were in the wall. Startled, she began to sit up. “What was that?”
Duncan chuckled, reassuring her everything was in order. “It happens from time to time. The pipes in the marble that the mattress is on have steam running through them. It is released up these pipes on the wall. Every so often, there is an excess of steam and an extra vent opens, creating that sound in the safety room behind us. No need to worry.” He began to unlace her boots as he watched Blanche settle back into the bed.
Soon both boots were off, and Duncan pushed on Blanche’s skirts and petticoats, bunching them up towards her waist to expose her over-the-knee stockings. Making it a quick task, Duncan removed them and stood back for a moment. He gasped as he gazed upon her long silky legs, traveling up to where they joined. Feeling himself twitch several times as he gazed upon her, he shook his shoulders from side to side slightly and let his robe fall entirely off.
Grabbing Blanche’s ankles, Duncan pushed them apart as he climbed in the bed between her legs, his face now inches away from her womanhood. Forcing himself to go slow, he reminded himself that he needed to prepare her. He ran his hands up her inner thighs, making her spread her legs even further apart. The pile of fabric laying across her abdomen provided a shield, hiding his lustful glare upon her. As his mouth opened and his tongue touched her labia, the wall guarding his reserve slowly began to crumble.
Blanche lay back and stared up at the metallic canopy, realizing that it was very reflective. Though the skirts and petticoats had hidden a direct view of Duncan, she saw in the reflection that he was moving closer to her lady center. Feeling his hands on her upper leg made her shiver. The excitement was almost too much already. Had she made the right decision?
Duncan grinned as he opened his mouth just inches away from her flesh. He paused there, making sure she would feel his warm breath on her love nest. Holding out his tongue, he slid it slowly along up one side of her slit and down the other. The clothing he moved out of the way blocked him from viewing her facial expressions, but he could hear Blanche’s gasps and moans growing louder. His hands caressed her inner thighs as he moved his tongue towards her middle, sliding it slowly up her slit, teasing it but not pushing in. As he arrived at her clitoris and felt the swollen button, he swirled his tongue around teasingly, careful not to go too fast. Flicking it once, he enjoyed watching her jump as she experienced the intimate feeling for the first time.
Wanting to both torture her with a slow pace and ravage her at the same time, Duncan’s mixed desires were creating a fantastic sensation in his loins. He lowered his left hand to her slit, spreading her lips open with two fingers as he probed her with his tongue. Running it flatly along her inner lips at first, Duncan used his tongue to arouse her further, building her anticipation. He smiled to himself as Blanche’s moans filled his ears. His skills were still sharp, and this was just the beginning.
Blanche gripped at the sheets on the mattress, feeling their warmth as she heard the hissing in the pipes behind them. Duncan amazed her, as she had not thought how she was feeling would be possible. Trying to concentrate on what he was doing to her, she wanted to know how she could feel so good so quickly. This man had talents, and Blanche wanted to make sure she remembered every second of the experience.
The momentary flash of guilt over allowing Duncan to take her virtue as the price for getting the investment funding she needed had quickly passed. As tingles ran through her body and the warmth between her legs grew, Blanche moaned loudly. She cried out in pleasure as she felt him moving up and down, presumably with his tongue. Knowing there was more to experience, she wanted to call out and beg for more. Instead, she shook as he gripped her and moved his tongue to probe her womanhood. A sudden warmth all through her body rose as she felt a rush of liquid splash on her leg after leaving her.
Blanche felt Duncan licking at her wet explosion and believed she heard him groan. She wondered if what had happened was normal. It was necessary to make sure she did everything right in order to carry out her part of the agreement. Was she doing the right thing? “Oh,” she began as she attempted to talk between moans, “Am I—”
Duncan chuckled between licks, savoring the taste of her nectar. He squeezed his fingers into the flesh of her thighs and moved away only momentarily to cease her talking. “Yes, dear. Now say no more and let me continue.” He licked at her wet thighs, moving slowly back to her center, licking and sucking as he went. Probing her now, he pushed his tongue even deeper, enjoying how she squirmed as he felt her inner ridges. With his nose now pressing into her love nub, Duncan darted his tongue in and out of her opening. His movements already were creating another rise in the level of Blanche’s moans.
He groaned as he twitched and throbbed, his member acting as if it were jealous of his tongue. Duncan was unsure how much longer he would be able to wait to enter her. He knew she was enjoying it, and her body was quickly showing that it was ready. Sliding his tongue up to her clitoris, he gently teased it, and he moved a finger to her opening. Wanting to further prepare her for him, he gently pressed into her honeypot. She was slippery and tight, the sensation making him groan in anticipation.
Blanche remained as still as she could, allowing Duncan the use of her body as promised. She bit at her lip as she stared into the canopy, watching him at her center. Feeling his tongue leave, she whimpered for a second until she felt it flicking at her. She did not want to admit how she did not want him to stop. As she felt him probe her again, she noticed his elbow moving. Blanche gasped as she felt what had to be his finger pushing inside her. The warm feelings were rising again.
Duncan breathed heavily as he pushed his finger deeper, knowing how the grip would make him feel shortly enough. He needed to make sure she was ready to receive him, wanting her experience to create a desire for him so intense she would allow him access at any time. Slowly moving in and out, Duncan felt her body open up as he slipped two fingers in. Holding them deep inside her, he moved them in opposite directions, then curling them as he heard her moans turn into gasps.
Duncan moved to push down her skirts with his free hand, wanting to see her face as she climaxed again. Keeping at her pleasure spot, he moved only slightly until she arched her back and screamed out in pleasure once more. As her juices covered his hand, he saw her eyes close. He grinned as he witnessed her smile and bite her lip, feeling her moving her hips to grind against his fingers. Satisfied that she wanted more, he decided it was time.
Blanche lay back against the bed after the fantastic feeling had overwhelmed her again. She wanted to experience once more so she would understand how her body was reacting. As she saw Duncan peer over her skirts, she smiled and noticed he had slowed. Wanting to encourage him to keep going, she tilted her hips and moved against his hand. It was amazing that she had not known about these feelings, and she wanted to discover what else he could do to her. She hoped he would keep going and show her more about being with a man. As he moved higher, she anticipated that she would know soon.
Moving her hands to grip the hem of her skirts and petticoats, she pulled them closer to her body, wanting to get a view of the action on the other side. She blushed as he rose to his knees in front of her, catching sight of his manhood. Watching him grip it and move to touch her, she gasped as she felt it push at her entrance.
Duncan was pleased that Blanche was holding her clothing and gripped one leg as he guided himself to her entrance. As he slowly pushed into her, he groaned as he felt her warmth squeeze him. Pulling back out after only probing her with his head, he pushed in again, moving only in tiny circles. Hearing her moan as he moved, he gripped both legs as he moved deeper, feeling her body begging for more. He squeezed her thighs as he held them up, slowly building up his rhythm as he thrust in and out.
The sounds of their union echoed in the room and grew louder than the whistle of the steam pipes warming the bed. Duncan pushed in harder, creating a loud splashing sound as his body slammed into her faster and faster. He held tight to her to keep his balance, overwhelmed by how fast Blanche had brought him to the edge. Her tightness was overwhelming, and he knew he would not last much longer. As he thrust and watched her face, he wondered how this inexperienced woman could have such power. In the past, he had spent hours enjoying the victory of taking another woman’s virtue, but tonight was different.
His fingers dug into her flesh as he exploded inside her without any warning. Duncan was unable to stop filling her as her moans grew louder. Closing his eyes, he focused on thrusting as he felt her spasm around him and then milk him for all he had. Having felt like he could stand no more pleasure from her, he released his grip and backed away from her. He stumbled slightly as he stepped down from the bed, recovering only when he sat in his chair. The room was spinning. No woman ever made him react so strongly. If he didn’t make her leave quickly, he would want to take her again.
Looking out the window, he could not look at Blanche any longer. As he had watched her face in her final climax, something inside him snapped. He felt the sudden urge to kiss her, to feel his tongue dance with hers. It was a rule of his never to kiss his lovers because it was just copulation. He was a bachelor and did not need a woman to complicate things. Enjoying his freedom to do and go anywhere he pleased allowed him to make his fortune. He breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that the trip out of the city tomorrow was a blessing. He would be leaving in the morning on business.
Blanche lay flat against the bed, looking up at the metallic canopy. She tried processing what had just happened. Three times she had felt her body lose control as Duncan, practically a stranger, had done different things to her. In her amazement, she blushed, admitting to herself that she had enjoyed it. She knew her father would be flabbergasted if he knew what she had done to secure their project’s funding. Thinking back to when she had her eyes locked with Duncan, she thought about how his facial expression had been different. For just a moment, he had lost control. And she had it.
Grinning at her reflection, she realized it was her that had made him lose control. It seemed that at that moment, and the one after when he had closed his eyes as he filled her with his seed, that she had all the power. Hardly noticing Duncan’s awkwardness in his recovery, Blanche wondered why her mother had not told her years ago about this ability to make a man lose control. She giggled quietly as she lowered her skirts, feeling quite naughty at how easily she had gotten Duncan to approve their agreement. Wondering for a moment what else she could accomplish with this newly discovered power, she was distracted from further thought as Duncan spoke.
Still facing the window, Duncan announced, “I will send word when my solicitor can provide the funds. Thank you for upholding your end of the deal. I am assured beyond doubt of your dedication to the project and collateral has been sufficiently paid.” He tried to stay as business-like as possible to avoid acknowledging any satisfaction and further desire to Blanche. “I will call for Charles to get my driver to take you home.”
Charles decided that he should close the vent window now to make it back into the hallway before his master rang for him. Unbeknownst to the couple, Charles had witnessed the entire act. He closed the vent slowly, careful not to alert the bedchamber’s occupants of his presence. Before moving, however, he stood there and forced himself to breathe slowly, trying to allow his engorged member to settle down without any stimulation. He would not self-indulge today because he had a plan. As he had watched Duncan and the girl copulate, Charles witnessed how Duncan appeared to be mesmerized, reacting differently than he had with any of his other conquests.
Feeling himself throbbing, Charles grinned. He would get his satisfaction soon enough. Duncan was leaving town tomorrow. Charles would finally be able to set his plan in motion. If everything went the way he planned, Blanche would be the mistress of the house. Once that was accomplished, she would pay him handsomely.
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