Fic: A night of Pleasure and Education (part 2)

[nikki4noo]

Part 1 this way


“Now that I have my two Lords, I do believe you owe me a performance,” Ariel said as she sat down on the end of the bed. Her back was as straight as any young lady of the ton. The benign look on her face was in contrast to the twinkle in her eyes.

Jim smiled as he stepped close to the bed and picked up the fan which was lying next to her.

“It was a curtsy you were owed?” Jim asked as he ran his fingers along the ribs of the closed fan.

“Jim,” Bones said in a warning tone.

“Hush, old man and sit over there,” Jim said as he pointed the fan in the direction of a chair which was placed in the corner. Jim stayed facing Ariel but he could see Bones moving where he had directed him. He lifted the fan back up and tapped the end gently against his chin to see if Ariel was aware of the language.

No longer was she looking calm and composed, a wide, teasing smile was on her face.

“Are you?” she asked, responding to Jim’s silent message that he found her attractive.

Jim hid his smile at her question with a flick open of the fan and a quick flutter, covering the lower half of his face, answering her question.

Ariel let out a laugh. It wasn’t a tinkle of laughter which was practiced, but a natural sound of delight. Jim extended out his arms and sunk into a low curtsy which would have passed muster at court.

At the sound of applause, Jim glanced up at Ariel and stood up again and followed the curtsy with an elegant bow, extending the now closed fan back to Ariel.

“Your ward is exceptionally talented,” Ariel said as she stood up and took the fan.

Jim straightened and looked over at Bones to see how he would reply. Bones was relaxed back in the chair, a guarded look on his face.

“He has his moments,” Bones offered.

Jim couldn’t help the little snort which escaped.

“Well, I for one approve.” Ariel was now standing next to Jim and Jim felt the soft material of her dress floating out to touch and entwine around his body. She followed the touch of the material with a touch of her hand.

“Then I suggest you reward the boy,” Bones said.

Jim gritted his teeth at being called a boy, but Ariel distracted him away from the beguiling figure of Bones with slow touch of her hand down his waistcoat.

“I am sure a prize can be found,” she said as her hand reached his breeches and slid over his cock.

The smile on his face was broad as he brought his hand up to wend a slow, gentle path from the base of her neck toward the opening of her dress. As he reached the swell of her bosom, Ariel moved her hand away from his swelling cock and up to push open his coat and attempt to slide it off. It was a well fitting coat, but she soon had some help. Jim tried not to suck in a breath and show his uneasiness as Bones came to stand close in behind and help her remove Jim’s coat.

Jim could feel his face heating as he felt the breath from Bones touch the back of his head and the small amount of skin revealed by the high collar of his shirt. He could only stand with his arms loose at his side, all the better for the gold embroidered coat to slide down and off. Ariel was smiling a very wicked smile in Bones’ direction and Jim was glad she wasn’t focusing on his face, or else she might believe him verily a green boy. It was true his education had started later than others, but he was a quick study and had two excellent tutors in Monty and Bones.

“Shoes, Jim,” Bones said quietly as his arms wrapped around Jim’s shoulders.

Bones had draped Jim’s coat over his arm and Jim could feel it pressing into him, while Bones slowly unraveled the Mathematical tie of the cravat at his throat.

Jim must have appeared to be confused, as Bones clarified his meaning.

“We can’t spoil the sheets, with your shoes.”

While Bones was whispering his instructions, Ariel’s clever fingers were undoing the buttons on his waistcoat. Jim was particularly fond of this one. It was two toned gold with diagonal stripes and double breasted fastening. The silk was a little rough under his fingers and he had to resist the temptation to play with the material at all times, otherwise Bones would smack his hands like a naughty child who had been stealing sweets from the kitchen.

In the small space which was allowed between the bodies of Bones and Ariel, Jim shifted his legs so he could toe off his shoes. Mitchell would not be pleased to see the scuff marks later on, but Jim was used to his complaints. He pushed his shoes away and watched with marked intent as his cravat slid slowly up his body while Ariel stepped in close again and moved her hands inside his waistcoat so as to remove it in the same manner as the coat. The ties were hanging loose at his side, and Jim could only presumed that Bones had been the one to untie them.

Ariel had an easier time of it with the waistcoat. Jim missed the heat from Bones’ body as he had stepped away. He twisted slightly to see what Bones was up to, he saw that he was performing a valet’s role. Bones caught the waistcoat as it dropped from Jim’s arms, adding it carefully to the coat and cravat already draped over his arms. There was one hooded glance from Bones before he was turning away and walking back to the chair.

“Tsk, tsk,” Ariel chided Jim as she chucked him under his chin and brought his attention back to her.

“I beg leave to have your attention, my Lord,” she said in a teasing tone.

“Jim,” Jim corrected her.

She smiled a wicked one of intent. “Jim.”

A breath was sucked in swiftly as he felt her hands on his bare skin. She had swiftly slipped one hand into the front fall of his breeches. She was indeed a saucy wench under her refined manners. With skill, she slipped the buttons undone while she teased his cock to full attention. It did not require sustained encouragement as it had been well on its way to full turgidity from her and Bones’ marked attentions just previously.

Jim moved his hands, one to tilt up her chin and the other to show her he could also undo buttons with a single hand. Her breathing was deep and showing she was as affected by his attentions as he was of hers.

He gasped as she let the front fall open and got both her hands on his cock. He leaned forward to kiss her and let his gasp be swallowed by her mouth. She was slowly moving her hands up and down his length causing more gasps, and he slid his hand to hold her head in place so he could kiss her deeper.

Monty had introduced him to two lovely lassies in one of his favourite taverns, who had taken great delight in teaching Jim all there was to know about kissing. Jim put those lessons to use on Ariel and she responded in kind. One of her hands started to push his breeches open further and Jim smiled into the kiss as he moved his other hand in counterpoint, slipping it under her chemise and cupping one of her small breasts in his hand.

Ariel pulled away from the kiss unexpectedly and Jim blinked a little in confusion as to why she stopped. His hand was still in her bodice and the material was straining a little, but not enough that her dress was in danger of ripping. Jim thought about what it would take to make the material give way. His thoughts must have been in his eyes, as Ariel lifted a hand and tapped his nose with one of her fingers. Her gloves had been discarded along the way and Jim was not sure when that had happened. Jim gave her a mocking look for that little tap.

A narrowing of her eyes was all that gave him a warning before both her hands were on his shirt and pulling it up and over his head. Not all the buttons had been undone and Jim heard one pop as the shirt was removed. The promise of the woman in front of him was more than enough to make up for any scolding which may be coming his way from Mitchell.

Jim stood in front of her in his stockinged feet, cock proudly erect and pointing at her through the opening of his breeches. Above his waist, he was as bare as the day he had been born.

“Tis unfair to see you so clothed while I am baring my soul to you,” Jim complained with a good natured intent. Ariel appeared to enjoy flirting as much as she enjoyed kissing and he waited to see her reply.

There was a little quirk of the corner of her mouth before she moved her hands languidly. Jim watched in fascination as she reached behind herself with slow intent and tugged. From the rear view she had given both he and Bones earlier, Jim knew the gown tied in the back. The bodice, which was already loose, loosened even more and with each step back towards the bed she raised the gown and chemise higher. By the time she reached the bed it was at her thighs.

With a move as old and practiced as Eve, Ariel sat on the bed and granted Jim a perfect view of her sex. A little shimmy had her wriggling further back onto the bed as her legs spread wider. She raised one hand and beckoned him to follow her and, if that was not enticement enough, her other hand pushed her bodice and chemise down and then cupped her breast, all the better to offer it to Jim. A quick calculation had Jim disregarding the time to take off his stockings and breeches. Instead he took in her half dishabille and tried not to pounce on the bed too quickly in his eagerness as he pushed his breeches open wider on his hips.

Jim loved to feel hands raking over his chest and one particularly naughty wench had even bit his nipples, which had caused him to buck into her harder, so he gathered Ariel enjoyed a similar desire. His lips closed over her rosy nipple and she arched up her back with a moan. He was right, she did like her breasts to be fondled and kissed. Her skirts were slightly tangled and Jim took his time to flick his hands over the soft flesh of her thighs while he parted them, moving them out of his way. The arch of her back tilted up her hips in a blatant invitation and Jim took pride in always, always, acceding to a lady’s wish. With one hand he steadied himself, lined up and pushed slowly inwards. She was warm and moist, and gave a little cry at his initial press in. The warmth drew him further in until he was fully seated. He pressed a final kiss to her breast before looking up at her face.

Ariel was resting on her elbows and, with a sated glance, was observing down their bodies to where they were joined. Jim was entranced by the look upon her face. Here was a woman who fully enjoyed his attentions.

“Now there is my reward,” she said.

Jim couldn’t help it, he laughed at the pleasure in her voice as she spoke.

“Is that all you want for a reward?” he queried back.

“I might be persuaded to want more.”

“Ah, indeed?” Jim asked as he slowly moved back until just the tip of his cock was resting inside her.

She pouted at him, tilting up her chin, before, with a mischievous look she parted her lips and licked her bottom lip wet.

“Wench,” Jim accused as he pushed forward forcefully.

She cried out louder this time and then asked with an arch look, “Indeed?”

Jim pulled out again slowly before speaking. “Divine wench,” he whispered as he leaned forward, his lips hovering just over her ear. It was smooth and pink and perfect. Something about the lobe made him want to close the distance and nip at it. So he did, pushing into her again and enjoying pulling another cry from her. It was the last either of them spoke for a while.

She had dropped back to the bed on his last thrust and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him down with her. A hand at the base of his spine pushed and he understood her silent order, he was to continue with his motions. She was hot and wet and with each slide in and out he could feel his pleasure build. He pressed kisses to her neck, her cheek, her lips, as she did likewise to him. One of his hands found its way into her hair, the lovely coiffure was destroyed as they continued to thrust in time.

Ariel was not a quiet woman in her pleasure. With cries and moans of his name she expressed her delight in his efforts. He wanted to last longer, to bring her greater pleasure, but she was pulling him deeper and deeper into her until he thought he would never be able to leave. She shuddered around him as she pushed her hips upwards and cried out for a final time.

Jim felt the pulses of her body around his cock and he sped up, with little regard for the measured movements which had characterised their joining just moments before. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her luscious lips, kiss bitten and swollen. It was the end of him. He cried out as he emptied into her. He tried to keep his weight off of her afterwards, but his arms were shaking, so he slid out and rolled over to the side.

For a moment he closed his eyes and waited for his breathing to slow. He wasn’t sure what the etiquette was for the moments after with a courtesan. Ariel was not a common doxy, she was a high flyer he realised and her skill at the game of love should be treated with respect .

Jim opened his eyes and turned his head to speak to her, to thank her for the enjoyable bout, but he was once again shocked into silence. Standing at the side of the bed was Bones. He was watching the pair of them and Jim could see that Ariel was smiling broadly up at Bones. Jim rolled over and off the bed, tucking himself back into his breeches and doing up the buttons of the fall. When he turned back Ariel was extending a hand towards Bones.

“I have had the most marvelous demonstration from your ward. Will you show me if you taught him all he knows?” she asked Bones.

There was silence in the room as Jim watched Bones look from her hand, to her lovely face, down her body with the single breast revealed to the air and, to her naked and parted thighs.

“It would be my pleasure to show you and more,” Bones replied. “Jim, come help me with this.”

Jim gritted his teeth as he walked around the bed and over to Bones. It was his coat which he wanted assistance with. It seemed it was Jim’s penance to help Bones off with his coat, just as Bones had helped him earlier. Bones ignored Jim as if he was nothing but a valet, his sole attention was on the debauched woman on the bed, lying with complete disregard for her own nakedness. Jim was feeling a little tired from his exertions, as was often the case, but he still could admire Ariel’s complete confidence in her partial nakedness.

When Jim stepped back with the coat in his hands, Bones quickly pulled off his own cravat before tossing it in Jim’s direction, not once looking to see if Jim was standing there. Valet was to be his role now and Jim tried desperately not to remember another night when he had watched Bones slowly disrobe at the side of a bed. The cravat was quickly followed by his waistcoat, shirt and then Bones was bending over to undo the buttons at his knees. Where Jim had left his breeches on, it appeared Bones was interested in being completely naked.

Jim stood still and silent while Bones slowly stripped himself naked. With a quick glance, he saw that Ariel’s attention was focused solely on Bones, so Jim allowed himself to look and memorise all he could. Rarely were they ever alone, and Jim was always on guard to hide his appreciation of Bones. The man was his and no others, but it was not to be, so Jim had to live with his imagination.

He let his gaze roam over the broad shoulders, and down his back, the curve of his spine being gently caressed by the candlelight. Muscles were being revealed and hidden in darkness as Bones moved. As he bent forward to pull his breeches down his legs and off, Jim bit his lip and steeled himself to not do what he really wanted. To run a hand over and around the smooth skin of Bones’ buttock. To cup, hold and squeeze before he leaned over and pressed a kiss to the soft skin. Jim remembered the feel of Bones’ skin under his fingers. Now, he avoided touching Bones as much as he could, in order to resist the temptation.

Jim was jolted out of his frozen moment when Bones tossed his breeches in Jim’s direction. He made a grab for them and hastily added them to the pile of coat, shirt, waistcoat and cravat. Bones’ stockings were lying haphazardly across his shoes by the side of the bed, and Jim decided to leave them there. There were limits to his role of valet.

He looked from the clothing to Bones’ bare feet and slowly up his body. The dark hairs on his legs. The muscles showcasing what a physical man he is and from there, over the fine arse, up his back and then back down his arm to where Bones’ fingers were slowly caressing Ariel’s foot.

Jim felt heated just wanting to feel that slow glide upon his own feet. He swallowed and when Ariel gave a breathy chuckle, he turned away to stalk back over to the chair before he did something monumentally stupid. He dumped the clothes onto the seat of the chair while he pulled his own waistcoat and cravat from where they were lying along the back.

He tried desperately to ignore the sound of Bones climbing onto the bed and the little whispers being exchanged between the two. Then there was the unmistakable sound of kisses being exchanged, and the bed dipping heavily.

He pulled his waistcoat on and distracted himself by glancing over to see if his shoes were in the place where he had toed them off. They were indeed lying haphazardly on the rug, one even lying partially on top of one of Ariel’s small slippers. His shoes looked wrong to be placed so near hers. He was unused to seeing them next to something so feminine.

He wrapped the cravat around his neck, the linen creased in such a way that a Mathematical would now be impossible. He let it hang loosely, just wrapping the ends over his shoulders so it was partially out of the way.

What made him glance over his shoulders to look at Bones’ shoes, he wasn’t sure. Some power had sway over him since he was sixteen and four years later it was still as strong as ever. Nothing could stop him looking at or being aware of Bones.

This time he wished he hadn’t.

Ariel had her feet planted on the mattress, one hand, which Jim could see, was gripping hard to the sheets. She was pulling them up while her back was arched, her long neck exposed and Jim remembered kissing a path up it. Bones wasn’t kissing her neck though.

Where he was kissing was somewhere Jim had never thought of doing so. He was on his knees, his arse bared to the world, his cock, hard and flushed between his legs. None of this held Jim’s attention for long. It was Bones’ hands, wrapped around her thighs, and his long fingers gripping hard on her flesh which held Jim’s attention. And beyond his hands was Bones’ head. Jim wanted those hands on him and the thought of Bones kissing him down there had Jim’s cock twitching back to life.

A silent step or two had Jim closer to the bed, all the better to hear Ariel’s wanton moans of pleasure, though they were not for the benefit of an audience. They were wrung from her, as if with reluctance. From this distance Jim could better see the pleasure Bones was giving her. Sometimes Bones seemed to be pushing up close as possible to her sex.

Jim could imagine Bones pushing his tongue into her as he did so, granting a promise of what will come later, if the hardness of Bones’ cock was any indication. Then Bones would lean his head back a bit and Jim could see his tongue flash out and tease over the edges of her folds, causing even more gasps from her. No wonder Bones was gripping her thighs hard-- every motion he made caused her to wriggle and writhe in pleasure, her hips moving up and down, begging and pleading for more attention.

Jim was mostly unaware of his hand stealing down his body to grip over his own cock and start a hard, rubbing pressure. He wondered if Bones would do that to him? Hold him down and lick and kiss at his sex. Jim closed his eyes as he imagined being on the bed instead of Ariel. Jim would be writhing just as hard if Bones were pleasuring him. He opened his eyes, back to reality, to see Bones looking at him.

Jim opened his mouth to speak, although not sure what to say. Bones’ look was heated, his cheeks flushed with arousal. A quick glance at Ariel showed that her eyes were still closed in pleasure. Without breaking eye contact, Bones leaned over and pressed a kiss to her thigh. Jim couldn’t look away. He wasn’t sure what Bones was meaning by this. Then Jim noticed the slow movement of Bones’ other hand. Slowly but surely making it was its way up her leg and towards the prize of her sex.

Jim remembered a night, burned into his memory, of Bones doing that to his own leg. He glanced back at Bones’ face to see he was still watching him. Bones pushed Ariel’s leg a little lower and moved his head further back so Jim could see Ariel’s sex and Bones’ fingers so close to their final destination. They teased around her folds, getting close but never entering her. Ariel was getting demanding in her pleas, but they were falling on deaf ears. Bones was still watching Jim as he teased her. He nipped at her leg while he rubbed at the little nub on her folds. Jim had accidentally brushed over that place before on other women and discovered that some found it pleasurable. Ariel was one of those women.

What Bones was after with the tease of both Ariel and himself, Jim didn’t know. Bones needed to put Ariel out of her misery. Instead he blinked and rubbed a finger slowly over the top of her hole, causing Ariel to bring a hand up as if to grab at Bones’ hand and force a finger inside her. Bones easily removed the hand, which allowed Ariel’s thigh to fall back on the bed, as if the bones had disappeared from within. Jim smirked a little at the idea of Bones making her ‘boneless’. The smirk seemed to be what Bones was waiting for. He raised one eyebrow mockingly at Jim and slowly looked down Jim’s body to where Jim was rubbing his own cock.

Jim slowly lifted his hand away from his cock to wave airly as he spoke. If it gave Bones a good look at Jim’s hard cock, then Jim wasn’t going to deny him the view. There was something about the situation which had Jim almost tempted to climb onto the bed behind Bones and to get his hands on Bones’ cock while Bones teased at Ariel. Instead he said quietly, “Carry on.”

A slow smile joined Bones’ heated look as Jim watched one of Bones’ fingers slowly slide inside Ariel. She nearly screamed, and Jim was sure that if she had enough breath left in her body she would have. Bones turned his attention back to her, and finally Jim was able to move. His feet took him slowly back in the direction of the chair. He couldn’t turn around and away from the sight of the two bodies on the bed, Bones completely naked and Ariel with her dress around her waist. He knew now what they must have looked like all those years ago, although back then Bones still had his small clothes on. It made Jim groan and press harder on his aching cock. His leg bumped into the chair and he groped behind himself for the arm so he could sit down.

Bones was leaning over Ariel, kissing her neck and becoming as entranced with her ear as Jim had been. Jim could see that Bones was talking to her while doing so. His hand was pumping in and out of her harder now and Ariel had her hands on him, clawing and pulling to get him closer. Jim knew what this feeling was within him. Jealousy. Any smile Bones aimed at a woman, Jim wanted them all to himself. The touches he was giving Ariel made the feeling worse.

Bones got one arm around her and, with one smooth movement, he flipped them so Ariel was above him. Bones’ voice started off at a low growl and Jim couldn’t hear what he was saying, but then his voice got clearer.

“I did teach him to ride correctly. Mayhap you would like to show me how you ride?”

Ariel laughed a deep, throaty laugh before she replied, “With pleasure, my Lord.”

She lifted up her dress, pulling the material forward so Jim could see her bare arse, although he was sure he was far from her mind at that moment. It was all the better for her to slowly lean back and down onto Bones’ cock, which he was holding up. The first connection was a little off, but then they lined up correctly and she slid down, taking all of Bones into her. She sat there a moment, head back, before she leaned her hands onto Bones’ chest and started to move.

“Oh, fuck,” Jim breathed out as he watched. The view of Bones’ cock sliding in and out of her was going to be the death of him. At that moment, Jim finally let out the thought that had been building for most of this encounter.

He would give anything to be in Ariel’s place. Though there would be hell to pay, if it ever came to pass.

For this short time, where no one could see him, especially Bones who was now focused on the woman riding him, Jim let his desires have free reign. One hand stayed gripping hard on the chair to keep him in place while his other worked hard on his cock.

He had thought about rubbing up against Bones before, of holding his cock in his hand and giving him pleasure as he was now pleasuring himself. Jim thought about wrapping his hand around both their cocks combined, how would it feel? Would Bones like him to tease at his cock, as he had teased at Ariel’s folds? To hold off on pleasure before granting it? But then, once released, allowing it free reign?

Jim let out a groan at that idea. To lie back and allow Bones to pleasure him, tease him and then take. If one man could take another, like a man could take a woman, he wanted Bones to pound at him, like he was with Ariel. Jim opened his eyes and watched Ariel pleasure herself on Bones’ shaft. Jim rubbed his hand lower, over his balls, tilting up his hips to give his hand better access. He squeezed hard, almost painfully as he watched Bones’ beautiful cock, flushed a dark red, gliding in and out of her. A thought came to him. Bones had one hand on her arse and was pulling the cheeks apart. Revealed was her other hole and Bones’ fingers were close to it. It was small, but so was her sex and that could take a large cock.

Jim knew he was well endowed, many a girl had complimented him, and Monty wasn’t shy about informing Jim that most lads would give their eyeteeth to have his blessing. Bones wasn’t as thick as Jim, but he was still of considerable size. Jim wasn’t sure if it would work or not, but the idea of having Bones in him, of being claimed...

“Ah!” Ariel’s cry broke Jim away from his thoughts. She was fully seated on Bones, his cock disappearing into her while she shuddered through la petite mort above him. Jim could see both of Bones’ hands around her waist, his feet were planted on the mattress and he was shoving his hips up into her quickly. Jim had both hands over his cock, rubbing hard as he watched Bones chase his own completion. With a broken cry, Bones reached it and his movements stilled.

Jim was still hard but he did not want to alert the others to his situation. Bones had seen it earlier but Jim could claim youth and randiness in that instance, claim it was the sight of Ariel in pleasure which caused it. While Jim was thinking, Ariel had slipped off of Bones and Jim wasn’t sure if he was glad or not that one of Bones’ legs was raised so Jim couldn’t see his dick. Ariel’s bodice was back up and she was seated at Bones’ side, smiling down at him while they exchanged quiet words. Jim could see a smile on Bones’ face as Ariel played up and down his chest with her fingers. Bones shook his head at something she said and then he motioned his head in Jim’s direction. Jim quickly stood up and turned his back to the two of them. He started fussing with his cravat, as if he had been working on it for some time and not watching them intently.

His hands were shaking slightly, which made his attempts to fasten a decent tie almost impossible. He heard a chink of porcelain on wood and glanced over his shoulder. Bones was lying back on the bed, eyes closed, relaxed. Ariel was over by a small commode and was pouring water into a basin. Next she dipped a small cloth within and then raised her dress all the better to wash herself. Jim gave up on his cravat for the moment and picked up Bones’ clothes. He walked over to the bed and placed them on the end, turning away quickly to walk over to collect his shoes and then back to the chair.

Movement on the bed was heard a moment later and then the unmistakable sounds of Bones dressing himself. Jim took his time putting his shoes on and calming his hands down. He kept to a simple country knot, with any luck Mitchell would be abed by the time they returned home as he could do without his disapproving stare. Jim was fiddling with the feel of the material on his coat when he heard a low voice speaking and then the sound of a kiss. He turned to see Bones standing back up, his coat in his hands, just like Jim, the rest of him clothed once again.

“Jim,” Bones said as he nodded in his direction. “I shall see you downstairs anon.” With that, Bones was walking across the room and out the door, leaving Jim alone with Ariel, who was looking remarkably composed. Except for her hair, which was loose around her, long blonde waves of it, which Jim wanted to reach out and touch in remembrance.

Jim wasn’t sure if that is what he should have done earlier, leave Bones and Ariel to their tryst alone, but Bones hadn’t left, he’d stayed.

“My Lord,” Ariel said as she walked over to him, her hand out for him to take.

So this was how it was to be, a formal farewell. No matter her position in this house, she was well-born, or at least educated, and respect was something Jim was going to give her. He bowed over her hand, pressing a kiss of thanks to it.

“I thank you, my dear. And I did say to call me Jim,” he reminded her.

The glance up and down his body reminded him that, while her manners were mostly impeccable, there was one thing wherein she was more educated than he.

“Jim,” she said, with the wicked smile which seemed to be so natural to her.

Jim realised he was still holding her hand when she stepped closer. He lifted it to touch his chest and then glide one finger down until it was about to reach his cock. He tightened the grip and stalled her hand.

“I do believe you appreciated the lesson I received from your guardian, but let me complete your evening,” she said.

Jim hesitated for a moment and then let go of her hand. He was indeed hard and did not wish to join Bones and Monty downstairs in that state.

Once again, she had undone the fall quickly, opened it and dealt with his small clothes. His cock was exposed and as he looked down at her clever hand, he thought she would relieve him using it, it was not so.

She dropped to her knees and his cock was encased in a wet heat unlike any he had ever felt before. She was now kissing and licking at him, as Bones had done to her and as Jim had dreamed of Bones doing to him. It was better than he imagined and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. He gripped the chair arm to help support himself and his other hand wandered down to tangle in her soft hair. It was as silky as Jim had imagined, no powder to mar the golden sheen and it was thick and smooth in his hand.

He stood, while he allowed Ariel to show him what pleasure could be wrought this way. It was a glorious feeling and Jim thought this could be one of his favourite things. Not long after that thought he tried to speak, to warn Ariel that his pleasure was nearly upon him, but it was too much and no words would come, apart from a broken cry torn from his throat.

He came back to the moment, realising he had gripped her hair hard to hold her in place while his orgasm overcame him. He released her quickly, but she looked up at him and slowly dragged her mouth off of his cock, licking at the end before allowing it to flop down, sated. Her lips were incredibly shiny and Jim could only try and catch his breath. If it wasn’t for the chair behind him, Jim was sure he would have fallen down.

She stood up and gently placed his cock back into his pants and with the same ease which she undressed him, she re-dressed him.

Jim smiled at her efficiency, she truly was a remarkable woman and, while he loved Bones best, he could not deny her attractiveness and skill. He opened his mouth to tell her so, but she placed a finger over his lips.

“Shh,” she said, before she removed her finger and replaced it with her lips.

There was a different taste to kissing her this time and Jim realised it was the taste of him. He pulled away from the kiss to lick at his lips and ponder the taste. It was vastly different and it wasn’t that he was displeased about it, it was just different. She waited for him, not speaking, and Jim was pleased with her consideration, so he leaned back in and kissed her more thoroughly this time, chasing the taste of himself into her mouth.

He was able to pull another groan from her, just like the sound she had made when Bones had been kissing her sex. Jim smiled into the kiss, knowing he could tease Bones later about being able to elicit that sound with only a kiss on her lips.

The kiss ended and Jim smiled at her, resolving that he would like to come back and see her again sometime. She was a beautiful, generous woman and her enjoyment of pleasure was delightful. If he could not have his real desire, then why deny himself pleasure?

“I hope you were pleased this evening, Jim,” she said, emphasising the intimacy of his name.

“Indeed. I was just thinking I would greatly appreciate visiting you again, if you are agreeable,” Jim said, touching her under her chin with one finger.

“Ah. I was considering that for myself as well. I was thinking it might be more accommodating if I had my own house?”

‘So, that’s the way it goes,’ Jim thought. A definite high-flyer was Miss Ariel Shaw.

“Hmm,” Jim said, waiting to see how Ariel would approach the conversation next.

“I did have to give up a lease on a lovely little house a sennight ago. Madam Brown was ever so accommodating to allow me to visit and meet suitable gentlemen.” Ariel was looking at him sideways from underneath her lashes and Jim couldn’t help but laugh. “Please do say you would like to visit me in my own house?” It was said with an open smile and none of the coquetry which had been on view just before.

“I do agree it would be most agreeable. But if I saw you in your own house, I would hope I would be the only visitor?”

“But of course, I am sure we would be able to amuse ourselves,” she replied.

Jim leaned down to press another kiss to her lips. “If every night I spend with you is as pleasurable and educational as tonight, I can see the visits lasting a while. Alas I must go meet my companions. Should I speak to Madam Brown regarding...” Jim wasn’t exactly sure how to go about this, a talk with Monty was definitely required. Not Bones, Monty.

“Just send a message when all has been arranged.”

Jim felt the need to grant her another kiss, before he did as Bones had done earlier, grabbing his coat and bowing in Ariel’s direction before leaving. He pulled the coat on as he walked down the corridor. It was not the easiest of motions, but he succeed to an acceptable degree, as he reached the stairs. It was his lucky evening indeed, he spied Monty talking with Madam Brown at the base of the stairs.

“Uisneach!” Monty said as he greeted Jim. “Stonehaven is in the Titan Salon.”

“Thank you, your Grace, but I would like a little conversation with you, if you are able. Will only take a moment.”

“Told you, Letitia, he has such pretty manners, does he not?” Monty was patting her arm and Jim knew exactly what he had been up to for the past while.

“He is a credit to his guardian,” Letitia said to Monty with an arch little smile, before she walked away into the salon, leaving Jim alone to discuss with Monty how he would go about setting up a mistress.

Jim took a deep breath as he watched her walk into the salon and saw Bones sitting back in one of the chairs, a glass in his hand.

While his heart was claimed by Bones and always would be, hiding away and pining would only make matters worse. One day he would claim Bones as his and until that moment Jim resolved to learn as much as he could so he would bind Bones to him forever.