Page 27 of Desire and Discipline
Though she had no doubt, if Priscilla had been the one to cross Joseph, Evie’s reaction would have been even more fierce.
“Thank you. I do appreciate it, but I believe Joseph and I can take it from here. We need to work out our problems for ourselves, though I do thank you for bringing it to my attention.”
“I do not yet, but I may in the future.” Joseph’s voice made all of them start. He was standing in the doorway, having approached so quietly, none of them had heard him. Priscilla could only wonder how long he’d been standing there for. He smiled at her before his lips turned back down as he regarded his cousin and sister-in-law. “I apologize for shouting earlier. I do understand why you were upset, though I assert that I had the right to be upset as well.”
Evie and Josie both made derisive sounds in their throats, but then they sighed.
“I apologize as well.”
“Me, too. Even if I was upset… your and Priscilla’s relationship is between you two. I know I would not appreciate you inserting yourself into mine and Anthony’s.” Evie pinned Joseph with a hard look. “Please do not make it necessary in the future.”
Joseph snorted. “Trust me, I do not intend to.” Then he held out his hand toward Priscilla. “Father and Diana are taking his constitutional around the garden. Would you like to take one with me?”
“Yes.” She beamed at him, then glanced at her friends.
“Go on, abandon us,” Josie said with a shooing motion that ended with her picking up the last two biscuits. “We will see you at supper.”
Laughing, Priscilla got to her feet and went to meet her husband. Behind her, Evie and Josie were now already bickering about whether or not Josie should give Evie one of the biscuits. Joseph shook his head, his dark eyes dancing with amusement as he led her away, her hand wrapped around his arm and his free hand atop hers.
“How was your morning, my Lady?” he asked. There was some concern there, but he sounded more interested than anything else.
Priscilla studied him. Something ineffable had changed during the time she’d been with Catherine. He seemed… more secure. More grounded.
Happier.
“Lady Cross is a very pleasant companion.” Priscilla hesitated before plowing ahead. He might have already heard her say it, anyway. “She has offered to be a mentor to me. If you do not think that will be too awkward.”
He looked down at her as they moved, his affection and love shining clear in his expression.
“Whatever you wish, my Lady, that is what you shall have.” He paused at the door to the conservatory, which led to the back garden. “I love you, Priscilla.”
“And I love you.” She reached up with both hands, going up on her toes at the same time, to take his face between her palms and bring him down for a kiss. Their relationship had literally changed overnight, but she already felt it would be for the better, bringing them closer together than before.
Their happy ending might not look like their friends’, but it was theirs.
14
3 Months Later
Joseph
Knees on the trunk at the foot of his bed, elbows braced against the bed itself, Joseph groaned as the hard rubber of the dilator moved back and forth inside him. The initial sting gave way to pleasure as he was stretched open, his erect cock bobbing beneath him, the sensitive tip rubbing against the mattress and sending waves of arousal flaring through him.
It was not the first time Priscilla had used the dilators on him. She’d been working both of them up to this moment for weeks now. Every time it felt like an invasion, a perverse decadence, something so wrong he could not help but respond with shocking arousal.
The last time she’d done this, she’d had him lie on his back and mounted him facing away from him, so she could hold the dilator in place within him while she rode him. His culmination had been explosive.
Now, she had an entirely different finish in mind, and he was both excited and apprehensive.
“Good boy,” she murmured, one hand on his lower back and the other pushing the dilator in deeper and twisting. The special oil they’d ordered from the Earl of Spencer kept the hard rubber slick so she could easily move it inside him. His muscles spasmed around the intruder as he shuddered with growing need. “I think you’re ready for the next one.”
The second to largest one. There were four, but the fourth was as thick and long as the dildo currently connected to Priscilla’s hips by a complex system of straps. She had already told him she wanted him to feel the leather cock stretching him rather than the dilator. Even the thought made him quiver and pant, especially as she moved the dilator even more firmly inside him, pushing it in and out like a small cock.
When she eased it away and replaced it with the next size up, Joseph groaned. It stung as it pushed inside him, stretching his tight ring wider, going deeper than the previous dilator, and it felt so good, too. He was no longer hesitant about embracing what his wife did to him. He loved every moment of it.
Well, except for the times she disciplined him, and he loved that in a manner, too, just not in the same way.
“Oh God… Priscilla…” He groaned as the thick dilator pushed in deep, giving him the most delicious feeling of fullness. “That feels…” He did not have the words to describe it. Then he cried out again as she pumped the dilator harder, spinning it round inside him and igniting a thousand pleasures. His balls tightened, and he panted as it brushed up against a spot deep within him that sent an electric current running through his veins.
