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Miss Helena nodded and stood up. She walked to Dr Frederick’s seat and sat beside him. Dr Frederick took a deep breath. Her scent was back, ravaging his nerves and turning his insides. He looked into her eyes and saw that she wasn’t happy.

Something is wrong.

“Helena, is something wrong?”

Miss Helena shook her head, but Dr Frederick didn’t believe her. He placed his right hand on her neck and lifted her chin up so she stared directly into his eyes.

“What is wrong, Helena?”

Miss Helena opened her mouth, but her lips only quivered, no words came forth. Dr Frederick couldn’t take his eyes off her quivering lips. He couldn’t disregard the want in him anymore. He moved closer to her and consumed her mouth. It was like she had been expecting him because she attacked his mouth with equal vigour. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and took his breath away from him. Miss Helena pushed herself into Dr Frederick, forcing him to lie down while she lay on top. Dr Frederick bent his head, changing the angle and allowing himself greater penetration into her open mouth. He heard a small moan; he couldn’t tell from whom.

Dr Frederick moved his hands to her back and gripped her buttock. Kneading it gently with one hand, he took the other hand to the drawer strings at her back and unloosened her gown. He sat up, pushing her up, and the gown fell off her shoulders. Miss Helena was not wearing anything underneath. He had not noticed because of the cover her scarf provided. Dr Frederick growled at the sight of her naked breasts. He attacked them with feral intensity, sucking on one nipple and rubbing the other between his fingers. Miss Helena kept moaning gently, releasing little whispers of undefined sounds. Dr Frederick bit gently on her nipple and dragged it softly. It fell off. His mouth couldn’t support the weight of her breast.

“Oh Helena, I want you so much,” Dr Frederick said.

“You have me,” Miss Helena replied.

It was at that instant that Dr Frederick remembered. He remembered that Miss Helena was already engaged. Why was she doing this?

Dr Frederick stopped his ministrations and leaned back from Miss Helena.

“Frank told me your engagement to Lord Jeffrey is now official; why are you here? Haven’t you deceived me enough?”

Miss Helena looked alarmed and shook her head.

“Frederick, please you have to listen to me.”

“I’ve done enough of that, and I am tired,” Dr Frederick said, pushing her away gently so he could stand up.

He saw her quickly take her scarf and wrap it around her bust. It hardly provided covering, and he could see the bud of her nipple poking through the soft material of the scarf. Dr Frederick closed his legs tight around his raging member.

“Please listen to me, Frederick. Give me this last chance,” she said.

Dr Frederick said nothing. He only stared at her.

“Jeffrey took advantage of my father’s situation. A few months ago, my father, while travelling with all the Barony’s funds, got robbed. The barony became broke, and my father will be held responsible when accounting is being done. My father would lose his position as the Baron, and I didn’t want that to happen. At first, I truly wanted to marry Jeffrey, but then I discovered I didn’t feel anything for him. Everything my heart could muster; it was for you, you Frederick. But Jeffrey found out about my father’s situation and cornered me. He gave my father the money to balance our books and other incentives. He told him we had agreed to marry each other. Jeffrey and I have never come to such an agreement.”

“He never even asked me to marry him,” Miss Helena said, standing up and throwing her hands up in frustration.

The scarf fell off her chest, and Dr Frederick couldn’t keep his eyes off her bulbous breasts. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Dr Frederick shook his head and walked to her. He wrapped his hands around her, and she reciprocated. Her skin was warm, and her tears wet his chest.

“How much did your father lose?” Dr Frederick asked.

“Twenty thousand pounds,” Helena replied.

Dr Frederick knew he had that amount of money. He had it in his room at the moment.

But if I go in and bring it out, what do I look like, a usurper? Lord Jeffrey already has a relationship with her parents. Can I just buy her out of this blackmail?

Dr Frederick shook his head. He couldn’t do that.

“So why did you come here, Helena?” Dr Frederick asked even though he was sure he knew.

She wants me, just as much as I want her.

“Love me, Frederick. Finish what we started that afternoon in my garden,” Helena said.

Dr Frederick smiled and dipped his head. He took her mouth in his and savoured her taste. He bent low and wrapped his lips around her nipples, sucking gently and nibbling. His member pushed his breeches forward, stabbing her in the abdomen. Helena dropped her arms and unbuckled Dr Frederick’s breeches, easing them down and releasing his pulsing member. She wrapped her hand around it, and Dr Frederick held tight to her, stabling himself as a wave of pleasure travelled through him.