"Yes, it is."
Her head was swimming with sensations. He used the phallus to stretch her,
while he used his other hand to concentrate on her clitoris. When she came, he
encouraged her to be as loud she wished. "No one will hear you."
Shout she did, thinking the waves of pleasure would never end.
"Please, I want you inside me."
She pled for him to take her, and he filled her in a trice. Prentice's thrusts were
slow, deliberate, as he punctuated each with a light smack of his hand. Soon, the frenzy
overtook them, each of them striving for the pinnacle. When it came, they exploded in a
cacophony of sounds. Moans and grunts, groans and sighs, all joyful and pleasure
soaked. Prentice held her around the waist for a time before turning her and enclosing
her body within his arms.
"I've never experienced such heights of pleasure."
His confession touched her. "Neither have I."
The day waned as their affection grew deeper. "I will always strive to be the man
you deserve," he said, as they gathered their belongings for the walk back to the folly,
Prentice asked once again, "Will you marry me?"
* * * * *
They held the ceremony in London, barely a month later. The large drawing
room at the Sapphire Club, usually used as a meeting place, was transformed into a
lovely, flower-filled 'grotto'. Only members of the club were invited, save Prentice's
mother and sister, who'd declined the invitation when told where the wedding was to
be held.
"Just as well." Prentice had snickered when the female members of his family
informed the happy couple of their proposed absence, over dinner the night before.
"What is
that
to mean?" his haughty sister asked.
"Just as I said, Emmaline; I invited you only out of courtesy. Desiree and I will
manage to forge ahead in the absence of your less than charming company."
"Why must you be so rude, Prentice?" His sister pouted.
Prentice stood, pulled his soon-to-be wife's chair out, and said, "You've not seen
anything yet."
They walked out, leaving the two women to fume and fuss.
"They would only make our lives a misery, darling." He'd longed to do just this,
for years, but hadn't, fearing having no semblance of family. Now, he had Desiree, and
she was all he needed or wanted.
The happy couple spent many months traveling the Continent. Prentice wanted
to take her to all of the places he had visited alone. In each city, they found a varied
supply of interesting sexual implements. Bookstores supplied a rather extensive library
of erotic etchings, some of which Desiree looked at with concern as to the feasibility of
accomplishing the position depicted.
The couple found sculptures and paintings as well, determined to create a sexual
sanctuary in their private quarters at Wycroft Park.
"I am obsessed," Prentice said one evening, after a particularly bawdy time
worshipping Desiree's bottom, with both strap and cock.
"I can tell." She laughed, as she felt the burn of this latest foray. "I'm grateful to
you as well, my darling. You've given me more than I ever expected to find when I first
walked into the club."
He kissed her deeply and promised many inventive years of marriage.
"Do you also promise that I will always have Lord Decadent and not some
stodgy old marquess?"
"I believe that is one promise I can most definitely keep." He reached beneath the
satin sheet and found her bottom. "But you, my dear, must also promise that Lord
Decadent can always have his obsession."
~The End~
About the Author
Brita Addams grew up in upstate New York but has lived in southern Louisiana for
many years. She is an avid reader, particularly of biographies and anything historical.
She loves to travel, which she and her husband do as often as they possibly can. From
her earliest school days, writing was always a part of her life, though while raising their
family, it just seemed to hum in the background. Now, with the encouragement of her
hero—her husband—and her children, she has been fortunate in being able to create the
stories she's always longed to write.
To learn more about Brita Addams and The Sapphire Club Series, visit
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