Page 30 of Dallying with the Diamond

London

The many talents of Mrs. Honoria Atherton were a source of confusion and consternation for nearly every member of London society. She was the authoress of some of the most scandalous and popular guides for young ladies to ever be hidden inside of copies ofFordyce’s Sermons.She was purported to be the authoress of some utterly reprehensible and salaciously wicked novels as well. She was hostess to some of the most highly intellectual and forward-thinking salons. She sat on several boards of schools and orphanages for the poor as well.

However, she had another talent which Leo decided was perhaps one of her greatest talents of all. She knew how to use her mouth to drive her very fortunate husband mad with lust. He gazed down at her golden hair as she knelt between his legs and ran her tongue over his engorged cock and caressed his bollocks in her soft palm. She rose slightly and took him into her mouth once more, sucking and licking until he feared he’d spend any moment.

He reached down to cup her elbows and drew her up to straddle his lap. The unbuttoned bodice of her gown gave his mouth perfect access to her breasts. He drew one nipple between his lips and suckled as she positioned his cock and slid it into her hot quim. She rose and fell on her knees in an achingly gentle rhythm as she held his head to her breast and sighed.

“I hope the boys are not troubling Mama too much, Leo. The little devils can be a handful. Oooh. More, please.”

He allowed her nipple to pop from his mouth and gave the taut berry a final lick. “She loves it. And she spoils them.” He moved his lips to her other breast and cupped it so as to take more of the plump flesh into his mouth. Four years of marriage and the birth of two sons had only enhanced her siren’s beauty. He’d always loved her shapelyarse, but her tits, enhanced by childbirth, were irresistible. He sucked harder and scraped her nipple with his teeth. They suspected she was with child again and her little cries as he teased her tits made him think they were right.

The noise of the various carriages around them and the voices of theton’sfinest during the fashionable hour in Hyde Park served as an added source of arousal. Just outside the curtained windows of their slow-moving carriage, the people who had been scandalized and then fascinated by Leo and Honoria’s sudden marriage, would have fits of apoplexy and horror if they heard the sounds and saw the sights of the Atherton Bastard fucking his wife and fulfilling her final fantasy from his journal as he did every year on the anniversary of said marriage.

“This feels so good,” she gasped as she continued her greedy riding of his cock. “I love the new carriage. It was the perfect surprise.” He’d ordered a new carriage this year with wider and softer benches to accommodate their erotic adventures.

“Another surprise awaits you when we return to Atherton Hall next week.” He sighed as she slowly increased the pace of her strokes. They spent part of every year in London, but Leo’s duties to his estate meant they spent a great deal of time in the country as well.

“Other than the descending of all of our friends and their families like a hoard of locusts?” She gasped and a shudder rain through her. She threw back her head and bit her lower lip. Her hand tightened on his shoulder even as her quim tightened around his cock.

“Uhm hmm. I am having the swing delivered and secured on the roof of the west wing. They say we will have rain within a fortnight. Oh, God, Honoria. Don’t stop, love. Don’t stop. He arched his back and thrust up with a groan.

“Hush, love.” She covered his mouth with hers for a lingering open-mouthed kiss. He covered her breasts with his palms and squeezed gently whilst he pressed his thumbs over her nipples. “They’ll hear us.”

“Isn’t that the point?” he gasped as she began to rise and fall faster and faster.

“I love you,” she moaned as she ground against him. “I love you. That is the point.”

Leo grabbed her hips and helped her to ride into her orgasm. He followed her in quick succession as she collapsed against him. “Yes. It always was, my Honoria. And I thank God it always will be, for both of us.”