“Very well.” She pouted, crossing her arms about her front. “But that will be a very long time.”
*
She tempted him like no one ever had, the little flirt. He was trying to do the right thing and keep his hands off her, and she had to go and pout in that singularly erotic way. She deserved a spanking for it, a proper birching with her hands tied above her head and her body bared for purposes of humiliation. He could picture it so vividly. He’d do it someday, chain her to a post and have at her until she cried out in agony and ecstasy.
How could someone so blasted innocent make him fantasize about things so perversely beyond the pale? He gazed at her pouting lips, her gorgeous, full breasts pushed together by her crossed arms, and found himself putting together words he had no business uttering.
“There are other ways to make love, if you don’t wish to wait so long,” he said. “Secret, naughty ways that feel nearly as good as our lovemaking on the ship.”
She looked interested, too interested. You cursed bastard, he berated himself inwardly. You complete lunatic.
“But if I teach these ways to you, Rosalind, you cannot tell others about them. You can’t tell your lady friends or society friends. They’re not talked about, that’s how secret they are.”
And I am an utter criminal, to even consider introducing you to these practices.
But how couldn’t he? His sweet wanton’s expression had already developed from interest to excitement.
“Secret ways? Where did you learn them?”
“I can’t tell you that,” he said, “but I’m willing to teach you what I know. Well, I’ll teach you if you promise to be brave and open to trying new things.”
She spread her hands with a smile. “It’s all new to me, so that part of it hardly matters.”
It did matter, but oh well. He was fast transgressing the point of staying in control. His cock, which had been hardening through their entire discourse about sex and “mating,” had now grown prodigiously erect. He was going to be that scoundrel her parents hadn’t wanted, that scandalous Mad Marlow mamas warned their daughters about…
He could hardly help it when she smiled at him in that seductive way.