Free Elizabeth's Education (Forbidden Lust) by Maggie Carpenter Page B

movements, making them more assertive. She pressed back against him, responding even more passionately, and he knew her release was near. He stopped then and she moaned desperately. He was powerfully erect and needing to fuck her.
    ‘You are a saucy little minx, aren’t you?’ he goaded.
    She didn’t respond, but her breathing was deep and her breasts were rising and falling with unquenched passion. He reached up and untied her, and as her wrists fell he swooped her up in his arms.
    He laid her on the bed, pulled her petticoat up and over her head leaving her completely naked, then stretched alongside her, staring at her beauty. Her breasts were full and ripe. They felt soft but firm as he began caressing them again. Hungrily he laid his lips on her nipples, sucking and biting.
    Lying over the supine beauty he laced his fingers in her hair, pressing his lips to hers, and slipped his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. They kissed deeply, tongues dancing, and then he began to move down her body.
    ‘Be very still,’ he said, commanding her quietly.
    She almost held her breath but it was impossible, and as he moved further and further down she could feel herself still trembling. His fingers separated her sex lips, something amazing and delicious flicked her clit, and she felt them inside her. ‘Oh sir, please?’ she begged. ‘There’s a need in me I cannot begin to describe.’
    Suddenly she was rolled over. He grabbed her hips, pulled her up to her knees, and then spanked her with his open palm. She squealed as the unexpected slaps assailed her bottom.
    ‘You will have that special moment when I say, Elizabeth,’ he said firmly, ‘and not before.’ Then softening his voice, he continued. ‘You have surrendered your body. I shall do with it as I please. Learn to enjoy it, my dear, for it will be your greatest pleasure.’
    He admired and caressed her punished cheeks, then slipped his fingers between her pussy lips again, touching her sensitive, swollen clit. ‘Do you understand?’ he pressed.
    ‘Yes, sir,’ she whispered repentantly, moving against his teasing hand.
    ‘Good. Then just relax and feel, and soon you will know what it means to surrender to pleasure. To become a sweet, submissive girl.’
    She let out a long deep sigh as he kept her on her hands and knees, his fingers and lips and tongue exploring her. He continued his salacious play until she was desperate, all reasoned thought having abandoned her, and then he placed his cock against her wet entrance.
    ‘Do you want me, my dear?’ he asked.
    ‘Yes, sir,’ she panted, succumbing to the hedonistic craving. ‘I think I do.’
    ‘How much?’ he asked, pushing a little with his hips.
    ‘Oh, sir, if it pleases, I think I want you very much…’
    His fingers moved under her, touching her tender bud, and once again he started to fondle her. She gasped in pleasure, her head dropping between her arms, but his free hand grabbed her hair, pulling it back as he pressed into her, slowly but insistently.
    Carefully, pressing in a little further, he suddenly felt it – her body’s natural resistance. She felt it too and let out a little cry of uncertainty.
    ‘Are you ready, my sweet Elizabeth?’ he asked. ‘I warn you, it will hurt a little.’
    ‘Oh yes, sir, please sir,’ she begged.
    Lord Michael moved his hands back and held her hips, pulled back, and then with a strong thrust he penetrated the kneeling girl with one inexorable movement. She uttered a cry and he pulled back, repeated the action, and this time he felt her give and tightly accommodate his full length and girth.
    ‘Almost there, my dear,’ he grunted. ‘A moment’s more discomfort and then naught but pleasure.’
    ‘Yes sir, I’m fine sir,’ she whimpered bravely, not at all sure it was true as the man withdrew again, then sank forward and buried himself deeply and fully inside her. ‘Oh!’ she cried, clenching her fists and