“Sorry.” He smiled. “You said I could ask another question, so I’m not answering yours.”
“For goodness’ sake.” She rose, walked around the table, and stood directly in front of him. “We never starved, all right? But we certainly never had six course meals with footmen serving them. Mother insisted we have a tutor, Miss O’Hara, but we couldn’t keep her for long. We had two servants near the end—a housekeeper who doubled as a maid for my mother, and Millicent, a maid who served my sister and me. You’ve no doubt seen her. She’s still my maid today. I wouldn’t trade her for anything. Now may we end this discourse on my past? Please?”
Her cheeks were fiery red, her eyes ablaze with gold flecks. His cock nudged the linen.
“Very well. No more questions about your childhood. And I’ll ask for no more questions about my experiences with the fairer sex, including whether I’ve been to a brothel.”
“Goodness. Deal.” Then her lips turned up. “I’ve thought of a challenge for you.”
He sucked in a breath. It would be a killer, for sure. He nodded.
“I want you to kiss me.”
Confessions of Lady Prudence
by Madame O
Amelia, Christophe left me tongue-tied. I needed him so badly at that moment. My quim was pulsing faster than my heart. But instead, he pulled up his britches and buttoned them, hiding from my view the glory of his manhood.
“Sir, you said—”
“Worry not, my lady.” He pulled a watch out of his pocket and looked upon it. “Your reward should be arriving—”
A knock on the parlor door interrupted him. With luck, we were no longer in dishabille. I strode to the door and unlocked it. Auntie’s butler, Jensen, stood outside.
“My lady, a Mr. Joshua Peck to see you?”
“I’m afraid I’m not acquainted with such a gentleman, Jensen.”
Christophe strode toward me. “Mr. Peck is a colleague of mine, sir. I’ve asked him to sit in on Lady Prudence’s lesson.”
“Very well, if it’s all right with Lady Prudence?”
I had no idea what to expect, but I nodded. Somehow, my reward was wrapped up in this newcomer. I hoped he was as pleasing to the eye as Christophe.
Oh, was he! Light where Christophe was dark, Mr. Peck had silvery-blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. Slightly taller than hi
s friend, Peck strode in with purpose, his rugged musculature apparent beneath his street clothes.
“Mr. Joshua Peck,” Jensen announced, and then closed the door behind him.
I turned the key in the lock once more and faced the two men.
“Lady Prudence, this is my good friend, Mr. Joshua Peck. Josh, Lady Prudence Spofford.”
“I’m charmed.” Joshua took my hand and brushed his lips lightly over it.
“Lady Prudence has the sweetest cunny I’ve tasted in quite some time,” Christophe said, “and she’s quite good at sucking cock, as well.”
I warmed all over, Amelia. Such bold words! They made me tingle, and flutters coursed through my body, landing between my legs.
Joshua raked his blue gaze over me, and I could swear he could see me nude beneath my garments.
“I’m delighted to hear that, old chap,” Joshua said. “I hope you two will allow me to join in your festivities.”
“That is why I invited you”—Christophe bowed to me—“if the lady will allow it?”
I couldn’t wait to find out what they had in mind…