Free The Theft of a Dukedom by Lyndsey Norton Page A

the floor. ‘I want you so much!’ he muttered
as he started to strip off his jacket. She looked at the
him and smiled happily as she slowly pulled up the hem
of her gown. Thomas literally wrenched the buttons on
his britches open in an effort to release his very erect
penis as he watched the hem get higher and higher.
First it revealed the garters and stocking tops, followed
by the bare flesh of her thighs and finishing with that
dainty triangle of golden hair.
‘Take me Tommy!’ she demanded and lifted her
hips in a thoroughly wanton manner. ‘Don’t waste
anymore time! Take me now!’ and she opened her legs
as wide as the carriage would permit.
Thomas groaned and braced his left hand on the
upholstered seatback. Taking his throbbing member in
his right hand, he guided it into her slick, wet passage.
There was no delay, as he thrust forcefully in and pulled
back almost to the point of withdrawal, before pushing
forwards again. His buttocks flexed with the haste and
force he used. He watched Victoria’s face and was
astounded at the expression of ecstasy. She started
moaning after only a few moments and lifted her hips to
meet him with every thrust. She became almost wild
beneath him and he could feel her orgasm building.
‘Come for me, Vic.’ He murmured and increased
the speed. ‘Oh yes! Come for me!’ he encouraged and
suddenly her internal muscles rippled and she clamped
her teeth around her fist to stop herself from screaming
in ecstasy. He felt his orgasm burst like a dam as he
heaved himself in to the hilt and shuddered in rapture.
He held himself rigid as he felt every flex of his pulsing
ejaculation and every throb of her vagina.
Eventually his body relaxed and he scooped her
off the seat, sat back on his heels and held her body to
his chest, all with his penis buried deep inside her.
‘I could make love to you in here all night long.’
He whispered in her ear.
‘I much prefer the privacy of my bedroom.’ She
murmured back, her lips brushing his ear. ‘At least I can
scream in there.’ And she nibbled on the lobe of his ear.
‘You have a point.’ He snorted. Slowly he
withdrew and lifted her with ease back onto the seat.
He offered his handkerchief to clean away his issue and
he buttoned up his britches over his flaccid manhood.
Victoria straightened her gown and resumed the
place she’d been sitting in before they had mad
passionate sex in the coach. Thomas shrugged his jacket
on and then he rapped on the roof.
‘Whilst that was very satisfying,’ Victoria
murmured. ‘I feel it was rushed. You seemed in an awful
hurry.’
‘I have been burning for you all evening.’
Thomas admitted. ‘If I’d had my way, I would have had
you over the dining table at dinner. But I don’t think
Kitty or Agatha would have appreciated it.’
‘I’m sure it would have offended Charles and
Richard too!’ she said astounded.
‘Don’t be surprised if it didn’t. They’re soldiers.
They’ve seen more pillage and rape than you can
imagine.’ Thomas said evenly.
They were silent after that and as the coach
pulled up at the bottom of the steps, Thomas rushed
her up to her bedroom as quickly as decently possible.
He had every intention of making love to her for the rest
of the night.
    Charles stayed in the card room for an hour, won
a few games and lost a few. He looked at the ornate
ormolu clock on the mantle over the fire and decided
that he wanted to go now. He dealt himself out, used
his stick to lever himself to his feet and went out into
the ballroom.
    Constance was still there. She was flirting with
some young buck and Charles smiled evilly. ‘There you
are , Darling.’ He said as he took her elbow. ‘I think it’s
time to call the carriage.’ He said as he propelled her
forward.
    ‘Do you find that this masterly approach works?’
she asked frowning.
‘Yes. Especially if I’m desperate for a good fuck!’
he whispered in her ear and smiled again as she inhaled
sharply.
‘You should really be