Lady Laugherty's Loves Page 5

  Olivia fanned herself and placed her hand in his. But then over his shoulder, she heard Ellis’ voice. “The lady has already been claimed, Sherwood,” he said quickly as he snatched her hand away and gave her a gentle tug. He arched one brow at her in question. Olivia smiled at him and let him lead her into a waltz.

  “I have missed you,” Olivia said quietly, relishing the warmth of his hand around hers. “Where have you been?” She had barely seen him for two days.

  “Here and there,” he said blandly, avoiding her gaze. But his grip on her hand had tightened almost imperceptibly when she’d said she missed him.

  “Guess what I spent the last few days doing?” she asked, trying to adopt a teasing tone but failing miserably, she was afraid.

  “I have no idea,” he said, his voice lacking its usually emotion. “But I assume you feel hell bent about telling me?”

  Oh, that didn’t sound very nice. But she assumed she deserved it. “I spent the last few days talking with the good people who attended my house party, finding out a little more about how they live their lives.”

  “Degenerates, the lot of them,” he drawled, still avoiding her gaze.

  She swatted at his arm. “Oh, they are not. I just had no idea how they lived. Of course, it makes more sense to me now. They share everything. Sometimes Lady Pershing makes love to Lord Pershing. And sometimes she makes love to Mr. Jesseman. And sometimes the three of them make love together. They have six children, you know.”

  “Deplorable living situation, there,” he said, his mood still sour. “I feel certain you’ll be happy when they’ve all gone home.”

  “On the contrary,” she started. “I rather enjoy having them here. They make it work. And it makes me happy to see that it can work.”

  “Jolly good for you,” he remarked.

  “They never get jealous, which is amazing to me,” she breathed out on a sigh and then watched his reaction.

  “It comes as naturally to them as breathing. The sharing.” He said it begrudgingly. But at least it was an unprovoked comment.

  “I’m beginning to understand that. But if you were mine, I would never, ever share you.” She said it clearly and plainly. He tripped over his toe, but quickly righted the two of them.

  “I would never be unfaithful,” he whispered. Then he finally looked at her. Really looked at her.

  “Would you want children with me? Little girls with big brown eyes like yours? I might get really fat.” For some reason she felt the most absurd need to cry.

  “If you did, I would kiss every last wrinkle and worship every pudgy part of your body.” His breath was quickening.

  Olivia took a deep breath. The music would end any moment, and then she would lose her chance. “When you get old, I’ll point out that your spectacles are perched on your head when you misplace them.”

  “And I’ll bounce our grandchildren on my knee. We’ll have to have lots of children, so there will be enough grandchildren for me and Avery not to fight over who gets to hold them.” A smile finally broke across his face.

  The music ended and he drew her to a stop. She reached up to brush that wayward lock of hair from his forehead. “I love you, you know.”

  He squeezed his eyes tightly shut as though he’d never look at her again. So, she leaned closer to him and said quietly, “Will you make love to me now?”

  He moved so fast she let out a squeal as he swept her up in his arms.

  “Put me down, Ellis,” she cried.

  “Not a chance, Olivia,” he growled as he glanced across the room. She followed his line of sight and saw Avery nod to him, grinning widely. Within seconds, he was striding through the room with her in his arms. He jostled her lightly as he took the stairs two at a time. She couldn’t keep from giggling as he dashed by a startled maid who slunk back against the wall with a gasp. “What must she be thinking?” Olivia mused.

  “I don’t give a damn. The servants will have to get used to it, since I plan to accost you at all hours of the day and night. I refuse to hide in my own home.”

  His home? She liked that. His home. Her home. Avery’s home. Their home.

  He thrust the bedchamber door open and dropped her to her feet in a swoosh of her skirts. He immediately began to yank at his neckcloth and tugged his jacket from his shoulders. “Pardon my haste, Olivia, but I have waited a lifetime for you. And I find myself unable to wait for one more moment.”

  She stood back and watched as he disrobed. When he was completely naked, his cock jutting out in front of him, his body hard as granite, he approached her. “I’d hoped you’d be out of these by now,” he said as he spun her around to work the fastenings of her gown. His hands shook as he moved down her back.

  He shoved her gown to her hips and then over them. “Step out,” he commanded gently. Then he tossed the gown into a heap at the foot of the bed. He tugged her chemise over her head, yanked her drawers down and then stared at her naked body.

  “God, I love you,” he said as he took her face in his hands and kissed her.

  ***

  Her lips were soft and pliant beneath his. She tasted like wine and sin. He rubbed his tongue against hers, delighting when she nipped at him, her hands coming up to rest on his shoulders. “You forgot my stockings,” she mumbled against his mouth between kisses.

  “No, I didn’t,” he grunted. He probably sounded like an untried lad; he was that lacking in finesse. “I like them.”

  She gasped as he grabbed her bottom and lifted her, making her wrap her legs around his waist. She clung to him as he crossed to the bed and laid her down. “I’m afraid I can’t go slowly,” he admitted. “I’ve waited too long for you.”

  “Don’t go slow,” she whispered against his ear as he bent his head to kiss his way down her chest to take one tight pink peak into his mouth. She gasped as he drew on it.

  “I’m sorry, love. Did I hurt you?” He’d die before he hurt her.

  “Do it harder,” she urged, a small smile lingering about her lips.

  She arched her back, bringing her breasts closer to him where he hovered above her and he obliged, working at the pert peaks until they were rosy-red. She blossomed beneath him like the most beautiful flower.

  One thigh slid between her soft legs, parting them so he could lie between them. He felt like he was coming home. Like he was where he belonged for the very first time in his life. He was made to be with her. He pressed at her center.

  She gasped lightly as he teased her with his cock, rubbing it in her wetness and then up to bump her clit. Her neck arched with pleasure. “Please,” she begged, her voice broken and harsh. “Please, Ellis,” she cried. “Please love me.”

  “That is not in question,” he grunted back at her pleading. Then he allowed the head of his cock to slip inside her. So tight. So hot. So welcoming. He wanted to thrust inside her and spill himself in one movement. But he forced himself to slow his pace. He pressed into her another inch, and retreated. She raised her legs to wrap around his waist, and tugged with her heels to draw him into her. “Don’t be so impatient,” he teased. “I’ll get there.”

  Then he did. He surged into her in one hard stroke. She broke apart immediately, her walls milking him as she came around his cock. Her breathy little pants as her walls contracted around him very nearly sent him over with her. But he forced himself to slow down. He pulled out, and surged back in.

  “Who’d have thought you’d come so quickly, Olivia,” he teased as he bent his head to tug her nipple gently with his lips, slowly stroking within her.

  “I’ve waited for you my whole life,” she said as she searched for his lips to kiss him softly. “That’s forever.”

  “No,” he clarified. “This is forever.” Then he rolled her so that she was on top of him. He brushed the hair from her temples, holding her hair firmly in hand as she lay above him. “Tell me you love me,” he prompted.

  “I love you,” she whispered back as she nipped at his lower lip. Then she sat up and ba
lanced herself with her hands flat on his chest, as she slid down on him. Her way was slickened with desire, and he felt her very essence drip over him as she took him inside.

  The door clicked as it opened and Olivia’s head snapped around.

  ***

  His wife met him with a silky little smile, filled with sin and explanation. Avery coughed into his hand. “I trust you’ve worked things out nicely between the two of you,” he said drolly as he closed the door behind him and approached the bed.

  Ellis looked quite content as put his hands behind his head and smiled up at Avery. “I think we worked it all out.” His friend’s mouth fell open in pleasure as Olivia slid up his cock and back down, rocking on her hands. “Quite nicely,” he growled as he reached up to take Olivia’s breasts in his hands.

  Olivia threw Avery the hottest glance he’d ever seen as she said, “It appears as though I’m in love with your cousin, dear,” she said, her voice breathy as she rode Ellis’ cock from tip to bottom.

  “Rumor has it he’s in love with you, too,” Avery said, and watched for their reaction.

  “So, I’ve heard. I think he’s a bit addled at the moment, so I’ll ask him again later if he truly loves me.”

  “My mind won’t change, sweetheart,” Ellis gritted out. He took Olivia’s hips in his hands and held her still. “A moment, love, or I’ll come.”

  She stilled, but did so with a perturbed look on her face. “If you do, we’ll just have to do it again.”

  “And again,” Avery finished. “Until you get it right.”

  Olivia raised one finger and crooked it at him. “Come here, Avery.”

  He walked slowly across the room until she could reach for him. She grabbed the lapel of his jacket and pulled him close, touching her lips to his. “Will you join us?” she breathed as Ellis moved below her, making her gasp and close her eyes for a moment.

  “Oh, so I am to be invited, am I?” he teased.

  “Always,” she assured him.

  Avery began to tug his clothes off, piece by frantic piece. They landed in disarray across the floor and the furniture.

  “Anxious?” Ellis teased, his hand back beneath his head as Olivia began to move on him again.

  “Anxious does not begin to describe it. Tell me what I missed.” He moved in behind Olivia and ran his hands over her back and shoulders, bending to taste her neck. She moved up and down on Ellis as he caressed her, panting softly with each of his thrusts.

  “I made love to your wife,” Ellis said. And at the same time, Olivia said, “I made love to your best friend.”

  Avery chuckled. “We’ll work out the semantics later.” He watched from behind as Olivia shuttled up and down on Ellis’ cock, her juices dampening him, making him shiny. “God, that’s beautiful,” he grunted.

  “Can you make love to me, too, Avery?” Olivia asked, biting her lower lip as she stilled on Ellis. “Like that fantasy you described for me?”

  “You want me to…?” He let the last trail off.

  She nodded shyly. “Just like you described to me.”

  “Oh,” he grunted. He’d thought they’d have weeks to prepare her for this. To prepare himself for this.

  From below them, Ellis said, “Someone had better make up their damn mind, because I cannot hold off much longer.”

  “And I thought you had better control,” Avery shot back.

  Olivia laughed.

  Ellis grunted.

  Avery was already hard, his cock straining to reach her. He opened a drawer and pulled out a bottle of oil and dripped it on the head of his cock.

  “Are you certain, Olivia?” he asked against her neck, as he rested on his knees between Ellis’ spread thighs, his cock hard in his hand.

  “I’m certain,” she nodded.

  “Rub her clit, Ellis, while I get in there,” he grunted. He probably sounded like a Neanderthal. But he was beyond excited. Finally, they would complete the circle. Olivia’s thighs opened wider as Ellis touched her and her head fell back as she gasped.

  Avery placed the head of his cock at that tight little ring and pushed slowly. “I’m sliding into your ass, Olivia,” he said, knowing she liked it when he talked to her during sex. “While Ellis strokes that hard little clit and you ride his great big cock.” He met resistance and pushed a little harder, afraid he would hurt her.

  Olivia cried out. “More!”

  “More?” he said with wonder. She was absolutely delightful. He shoved past the outer rings that made her ass so tight and pushed his way inside. She was hot and slippery and so tight. “I’m there,” he told her.

  “Please,” she cried.

  Avery pushed, lifting her up on Ellis’ cock, which he could feel moving beyond the thin walls that separated them. Then he let her fall back down. Ellis rubbed frantically at her clit as she spiraled out of control. She called out again and again and again, her noises drowning out the sound of his own talking, until he finally just stopped talking and listened to the sounds of her rapture.

  “I’m going to come,” Olivia said, her legs opening wide, her ass squeezing him tightly.

  “Come, Olivia,” he whispered in her ear as he tunneled into her tight little ass. Then she broke. A keening wail broke the night as she shuddered around them. Ellis emptied inside her, as Avery spilled himself in her ass. He pushed inside her until she’d stopped crying out, when he’d grown soft. She fell across Ellis’ chest, and he reached up to run his hands over her sweaty back. Avery fell down beside her and pulled her arm out to take her hand and hold it tightly, looking at her as she lay there on Ellis’ chest.

  “I love you both,” she said over a sleepy little yawn, once her breathing had returned to normal. “Can I stay like this forever?” she sighed.

  “Forever,” both men said at once.

  And within moments, she slept.

  “Next time, Avery,” Ellis said playfully, “You get to be the one she torments while I come in at the end and get all the glory.”

  “I did not get any glory,” Avery complained. “Well, maybe a little.” He shot Ellis a sly look. “I’m proud of you for holding out so long.”

  “You’re such an ass,” Ellis tossed back at him.

  “You’re stuck with me, now,” Avery warned.

  “As it should be,” Ellis affirmed. Then he rolled so that she landed sleepily between them. As it should be.

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