Christian walked farther into the garden, unaware that I’d been watching his every move. I watched him make his way to the area with the tall rosebushes before he disappeared from my sight.
Without wasting ti, I quickly glanced at my Mother and Morgan, ensuring that they saw go inside.
The mont I stepped through the doorway, I couldn’t help but smile. My heart was racing as a flood of dirty thoughts invaded my mind.
I walked past the servants and then took a sudden turn, entering a small side room that was hardly ever used.
Just a little farther.
I continued to weave through the adjacent rooms, staying hidden, until I entered a small supply room.
Inside was the window I was looking for. It led directly into the lower section of the gardens, where the tall hedges were—where Christian was.
After a quick breath, I climbed through the window and ran over to the back section of the garden.
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The air was filled with the scent of roses, and I could hear the music and chatter from the party not far away. My heart skipped with excitent as this was the first ti I’d ever done anything so daring.
I lifted the skirt of my dress and ran farther in, staying on my tippy toes so that my heels wouldn’t make too much noise.
Found you.
As I turned the corner, I found Christian sitting on a stone bench in front of a tall rosebush.
The bush ford a long, natural wall, creating just enough privacy to not be seen by anyone from the main party area.
He was sitting, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees. The pose was effortless, but I swear it was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Taking a deep breath, I took a step forward, revealing myself to Christian. My heart was beating so fast that I could hardly breathe.
As soon as he heard , his head moved upwards, allowing his eyes to lock onto .
"Leslie?" he said hoarsely.
I ran over and covered his mouth with my hand. I could feel the smoothness of his lips and the roughness of the stubble from his recently shaved beard beneath my fingertips.
He froze, watching with wide eyes, but did nothing to stop my movents.
My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest as I boldly climbed on top of him, straddling his lap. I took a mont to gaze into his eyes before leaning over to his ear.
"Christian, do you want ?"
My voice dripped with desire as I breathed the words out. His eyes were glued to , watching my every move with intensity.
He didn’t reply, but I had already gotten my answer.
Sitting on his lap, I felt his erection fight to free itself from the constraint of his pants. It pushed against , perfectly over the spot it desired to feel the most.
I placed both of my arms around his neck and began to slowly move my hips in a circular motion, feeling his stiffness rub against .
It felt like bolts of electricity were coursing through every ti our bodies touched.
When was the last ti I felt such excitent?
Lifting my arm, I ran my fingers through his thick hair, then down his face to his chest—my eyes following the movents of my fingers.
A faint smile appeared on my lips as I tilted my head to the side. Leaning over so that our noses were almost touching, I asked once more—
"Well? I’ll ask once more...Christian, do you want ?"
His brow furrowed slightly as he tried to stay calm, but the breath-like moans that escaped his mouth gave him away.
"Yes", he breathed.
The very next mont, he placed his arms around , pulling in. His lips crashed against mine with a deep ferocity as the beast inside of him awakened.
His hands traveled up my back as my nails dug into his broad shoulders.
I parted my lips to catch my breath, but he pushed even harder against , entering my mouth with his tongue.
It felt as if we were both starved of each other’s essence and desperately fought to fill ourselves back up.
My hips continued to circle his erection so that it continued to rub against .
"Fuck, Leslie", he moaned, unable to hold back his labored breaths.
In his eyes, I saw my reflection along with his overwhelming desire to have .
We could both hear the chatter from the party only a short distance away. Morgan’s laughter rang through the air as Christian pulled in once more, this ti even more excited.
I knew that every mont we spent here together was a mont closer to being discovered, but I would be lying if I said that I didn’t find it thrilling.
I’m sorry, sister, but I’ll be enjoying your fiancé tonight.
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His tongue continued to dance around mine, sending shivers down my body.
I finally pulled away a few monts later, confusing Christian. He stared at , visibly wanting more, but waited to see what I was up to.
Smiling, I slid off his lap, kneeling on the ground between his legs. I lifted my arms and reached over to undo his belt. When my fingers reached the zipper of his pants, I looked up at him and pulled it down.
Christian watched with a fire in his eyes. From my movents alone, he knew what I wanted, and leaned back on the bench, allowing to do as I pleased.
"Leslie", he moaned softly.
I could feel his body shudder as I freed his erection from his pants.
My fingers glided along the smooth shaft, causing Christian to release another moan. He reacted strongly to my every touch, making my body feel hotter with every passing mont.
There was sothing about the way I made him react that ignited a fire inside of . I didn’t want to stop.
I continued to stoke him up and down for a while longer until I felt his cock begin to throb and lifted my head, placing my lips over the tip.
The mont it entered my mouth, Christian shuddered and let out another moan.
It wasn’t even fully inside before I struggled to fit any more of his shaft in my mouth. Instead, I used my tongue to get used to the motions and feeling, twirling around him as I sucked.
The veins on his arms bulged as he gripped the stone bench beneath him. Thankfully, the orchestra was playing a louder piece, drowning out the occasional sounds we were making.
"God, Leslie, you’re amazing", he said, placing one of his hands on the back of my head.
My movents beca smoother and smoother with every stroke, allowing to go even farther down.
Hearing Christian’s labored breathing fueled to increase my pace. Without him even having to tell , I could tell that he was getting close.
His fingers, which were gently twirling around the back of my head, constricted, pulling my hair.
"Ah. Fuck, Leslie. You’re going to make cum", he breathed.
I looked up at him, making eye contact as I ran my tongue down his shaft, swallowing him whole.
My body felt like it was washed over with fire, and I wanted to know what it would feel like inside of .
I was fully imrsed in my movents, using my entire body as I glided my lips along his long cock.
We were both enveloped in the heat of the mont, until—
"Christian! Where are you?"
Morgan’s voice rang out from the garden square, where the party was.
Christian froze, looking over his shoulder.
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