Free Tessa's Redemption by Josie Dennis

in his hands. She was so soft up against his belly, rubbing against him as she sobbed her release. He came in the next moment, great spurts that nearly turned him inside out.
    “My God,” he said then laughed softly. “It seems I’ve taken up your habit of exalted epithets, Angel.”
    Angel shook his head and reached for Tessa. Alex slipped out of her pussy, acutely feeling the loss. Angel spun Tessa to face him and bent her back over the desk. He somehow managed to cram his huge cock deep in her pussy, and she screamed with delight. Her lovely legs, clad in those pretty stockings, wrapped around Angel’s waist as he pounded into her.
    “Tessa, Tessa,” he chanted, his head thrown back.
    She shook her head back and forth, no doubt lost in her renewed passion. “Angel!” she cried.
    Alex felt her climax to his soul as she undulated on the desk. Angel was relentless, never ceasing his thrusts until she once more screamed out her release. With heaving breaths Angel shook, his cock still deep within her. He kissed Tessa after his climax and smiled that silly grin.
    “All right,” Alex managed to say.
    The scene between Angel and Tessa had affected him in a way he hadn’t imagined. Their pleasure together seemed so right, Angel’s taking of her as she still trembled from Alex’s coupling, seemed to make them all one. How odd that his adversary had somehow become his partner for this brief moment. The strange twisting in his gut was all the evidence he needed that this would take some getting used to.
    “Come, love,” Alex said. “Let us leave Angel to his business.”
    Tessa nodded but was slow to recover. Alex helped her to her feet, smoothing her skirts down over her shaking legs.
    Angel stuffed himself back into his trousers, still wearing that grin. Alex gave him a nod. “We shall see you at dinner?”
    Angel blinked. “Of course.”
    Of course. Alex watched as Angel bestowed a tender kiss on Tessa’s lips before stepping back. Without another word to Angel, Alex led her out of the office and back to his carriage.
    She looked pensive as they began the short journey home.
    “What is it, Tessa mine?” he asked.
    She faced him, her dainty brows drawn together. “Tell me what you and Angel were trying so hard not to discuss in front of me.”
    “I don’t know what you—”
    “What did the milliner say?” she cut in.
    “I don’t know,” he said. “But trust me on this, love. No tales will pass through the village.”
    She seemed to want to say more but instead pressed her full lips together. She was a contradiction to be sure. Giving herself so completely to both of them in Angel’s office, a sexual being intent on only pleasure. But now? Now she was the sharp woman whose appearance he’d come to eagerly anticipate.
    “What is troubling you, Tessa?”
    “I am not a plaything, Alex,” she stated. Her voice was as soft as usual but held conviction. “I am capable of sharing in more than a tryst with the two of you. I am capable of conversation.”
    “I suspect you are,” he answered. “Though I admit that one glimpse of that delectable mouth of yours makes me think of things other than words.”
    She waved a hand. “You do not listen to me.”
    He tilted his head. “I daresay you held your own the other night in the parlor. However…”
    “However?”
    “There is something you’re keeping from me, love.”
    Pain flitted across her beautiful face. “I cannot bear to think about what I have become.”
    Anger churned in his belly. “What, pray, have you become?”
    “I am your mistress but now I am also having relations with Angel. It is unseemly.”
    “Why do you think so? For me it has proven to feel quite fitting.”
    Her eyes grew round. “Fitting?”
    “Yes. Angel and I both want you, Tessa.” He gave her a small smile. “I believe what just transpired in his office proves that point.”
    “Lust, Alex.” She let out a shuddering sigh. “Lust is not fitting. It