Page 41 of A Promising Little Scandal (Sensual Scandals)

He didn’t give her any time to ponder his actions but fell to his knees and licked along her seam. “Sebastian…”

He loved the sound of his name passing through her lips. He started a gentle rhythm that he knew would soon cause her to peak, and he wasn’t disappointed, for within moments, she was pulsing beneath his tongue. He eagerly absorbed every bit of her pleasure as she sobbed incoherently.

He waited as long as possible, until her legs were trembling, and then he stood and slipped his cock inside of her. He wrapped his arms around her, to keep her steady, and to fondle her breasts as he started to move. Her hair started to tumble free, and he used one of his hands to grab a fistful of that glorious mane.

Sebastian could tell that she was about to orgasm a second time, so when she started to quiver around his cock, he allowed himself a moment to enjoy the sensation before he pulled out and spilled himself into the sea.

Afterward, they were breathing heavily. He was slumped over her slightly, but when he saw her arms shaking, he hastily moved backward. She straightened, her skirts settling around her, and then slid down to the bench, and laid her head against the wooden back of the enclosure.

He tucked himself away and took the seat across from her. He offered her a crooked grin. “I’m glad I invited you to come swimming today.”

“I’m sure you are,” she returned with a mocking snort.

He tilted his head to the side. “How did you know to… pleasure a man like that?”

She rolled her eyes. “Just because I was a virgin doesn’t mean that females don’t discuss certain matters. The maids at my father’s estate were the worst about chatting freely when they didn’t think anyone was around.”

He chuckled. “It doesn’t surprise me that you eavesdropped on such improper conversations.”

“They may have been improper at the time, but how else was I to learn about life?” She shrugged. “Isadora certainly wasn’t forthcoming with that sort of information, and Olivia would have scurried into the nearest corner at the first suggestion that such a discussion was about to take place.”

He lifted a brow. “What about Araminta? She managed to hook Grey quite effortlessly with their encounters on Scandal Lane in London, so surely she wasn’t quite as disinclined to talk about sexual relations as the rest of your sisters.”

“Oh, make no mistake,” Calliope countered. “Minty was not acting as she normally did. Although she wasn’t as straightlaced as Isadora, she was our appointed mother hen growing up. She might have broached the subject on the eve of our wedding, but not before then. And since we had decided to live independently without the strictures of marriage, I suppose she thought there was no point.” A hint of a smile touched her lips and Sebastian’s cock began to stir with renewed interest. “And for me, there really wasn’t. After the conversations I heard, I began to look through some of Father’s anatomy books in the library, and read the most scandalous novels I could find, but I never did it in front of my sisters. To this day, I’m sure they wonder if I can even read at all, because most of the time all they saw was that I was perusing the latest fashion plates.”

“What they didn’t know…” He offered her a scandalous wink.

She laughed. “Precisely.”

Feeling as though they both had ample time to recover their bearings, he stood and offered his hand to her. “I suppose it would be quite ungentlemanly of me if I didn’t follow through on my original promise.”

“Indeed, my lord,” she teased in return. “Very poor form.”

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