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“Likewise,” Charlotte managed, shooting mean uncertain glance.
“Mother did mention that you’d called offyour engagement.” Briony scrutinized me with an unreadable,unnerving expression. “I must admit, I was a bit relieved. Weddingseason last year was ghastly.”
“Well, we’ll try not to inconvenience yoursocial calendar too much when we plan ours,” I replied, and ignoredthe sharp nudge Charlotte gave me.
Unfortunately, my sister had entered in timeto overhear the conversation. She swooped in to gather her childrenaway from us. “My darlings, I thought I told you to come straightto the dining room.”
“Service hasn’t finished laying everythingout,” Bennett said with the tone of someone who would definitely befiring his domestic staff for similar infractions in thefuture.
My sister, resplendent in an overly beadedbolero jacket and satin gown in the same beige shade beloved bymothers of the brides from coast to coast, gave Charlotte abegrudgingly admiring once-over. “You look nice, Charlotte.”
I waited for my sister’s face to wither likeshe’d looked into the Ark of the Covenant from giving thecompliment. Charlotte thanked her quietly.
“It’s Saint Laurent, isn’t it?” Briony saidadmiringly. “I have an eye for these things.”
“It is,” Charlotte managed to respond. Then,looping her arm through my elbow, she said, “Excuse us, won’t you?Matthew promised to show me the library before dinner.”
“Of course,” my sister responded, and I tookCharlotte’s cue as the desperate plea that it was.
“That was a ballsy move,” I told her whenI’d steered her out of earshot. “What if there hadn’t been alibrary?”
“I’ve played Clue. I know there’s alibrary.” She dropped her volume even lower. “No offense, but whatis up with those kids? Are they ghosts?”
“None taken, and I am in full agreement. Iknow uncles are supposed to be fun and playful and live to spendtime with their nieces and nephews, but they terrify me.” Andfrankly, it was refreshing to be with someone who shared my samefeeling about their creepiness. All of my previous partners hadinsisted the two were “precocious” or “adorable in their ownway.”
The library—which did exist—was only a shortwalk from the dining room. I slid the door open, and we steppedinto the darkness.
“I’ll get the light.” I moved toward thelamp on the table while she closed the door behind us. The stainedglass shade of the reading light directed the bulb’s effortdownward and cast dim, jewel-toned rays on the shelves closest tous.
“See?” she said with a smirk as she walkedtoward me. “Just like in Clue.”
“I’ll get the overheads,” I said.
She caught my hands and stopped me. “Ididn’t bring you in here to read.”
“Ah.” I let her push me into the leatherarmchair beside the table. “You know, dinner is—”
“Not ready yet. Service hasn’t even beenlaid.” She affected a stiff lower jaw for emphasis, then grinnednaughtily. “Why shouldn’t you get laid? Or at least a blowie?”
She unzipped my fly.
“Am I supposed to fight you off?” I didn’thave any intention of doing so. It had seemed like a good idea todeny myself after tormenting her in the shower, but that had beenbefore I saw her in that dress.
A dress that had a dinner engagement. “Mysister already saw your outfit. You can’t change it now. Better notspill.”
“I’ll have to swallow every drop.” Her handclosed around my hardening dick. “And you’ll have to be sure tokeep it deep in my throat until you’re totally empty.”
She licked her lips and held them poised abreath from my tip. My cock surged toward her mouth, and she movedback.
“Greedy. Impatient.” She settled back morecomfortably on her knees and stroked me idly. “What am I going todo with my dragon?”
“Dragons are supposed to be greedy. And whowould tell them to not be impatient, if they wanted to be?” Irocked my hips. “It’s princesses who are supposed to be patient andselfless. And right now, my princess needs to selflessly suck meoff so we can go to dinner.”
She smirked, twisting her cupped palm overthe head of my dick. “Is my dragon begging?”
I reached down and carefully, so as not tomess up her hair, laid a hand on the back of her head. I held hergaze as I exerted pressure and said, “Mercy.”
She opened her mouth obediently and took mein, all the way down. The time for teasing was over, and therehadn’t been time for it, anyway. She focused her talents entirelyon providing me relief.