Page 4 of Their Master

Moira knewthatfor a lie. Based on all the information her family had gathered over the years there wasn’t much that Smith missed. Not only was he an exceedingly wealthy man, but he was a powerful one, as well. Neither of those were characteristics of unobservant men.

“Where were you before Bernina’s?” he asked.

“Tosca’s. You know it?” Moira asked, playing her part in the conversation.

“Yes, but I have not been there in some time.”

Moira knew that, too—and she knew why he no longer went: because his ex-lover—Charles Smith—had recently returned to London and was working at Tosca’s. Charles Smith had not been at Tosca’s when Moira worked there, but she’d heard stories about the beautiful, mercurial whore.

Smith rolled over and lowered his hot mouth on the nipple he’d been pinching and stroking.

Moira moaned; her nipples were almost as sensitive as her clitoris, but men hardly noticed them because her breasts were so insignificant. They didn’t pay much attention to her sex, either—unless it was to shove themselves inside it.

Although she was sore from the vigorous fucking, her inner muscles tightened and her already engorged sex throbbed with anticipation.

“What a deliciously responsive body you have.” He nipped the pebbled flesh hard enough to startle a whimper from her, and then switched to her other breast, his hand sliding down her belly toward her slit.

Moira spread for him, and not just because that was what she’d been trained to do. For once, she did it because she wanted to feel those long, sensitive fingers inside her body.

He circled her slick, swollen bud. “Such a beautiful little erection.” He penetrated her with one finger and pumped her slowly, the soft squelching sounds obscenely loud in the quiet of the room.

And then he bit her nipple so hard it felt as if he’d drawn blood.

Moira jolted, her back arching as the sharp pain shot straight to her primed sex, shoving her toward another orgasm with ridiculous ease.

“You genuinely crave pain, don’t you?” Smith asked once she’d come back down.

Moira had been trained to take a great deal of pain, but it wasn’t only her training at work. Smith was right: shecraved it. For her, sex without pain was as bland as gruel.

“Perhaps I should whip you,” he mused, his full, soft lips gentle as they caressed the underside of her breast.

Her cunt clenched at his threat and she felt him smile against her sensitive flesh. “You would like that, I think.”

Moira was closer to begging a man than she’d ever been, but would begging work with Smith? She suspected not. He was perverse enough to take as much pleasure in depriving her.

“Ah, too proud to beg,” he murmured, easing a second finger into her. “I’ll give you what you want… if you just sayplease.”

The wordpleasepounded on her tightly clamped lips like a prisoner trying to escape its cell. But Marie’s words came back to her:Don’t give in too easily; Smith loves the chase more than the capture.

So, Moira bit her lower lip to lock in her pleas.

Smith chuckled, visibly pleased by her struggle. “That’s too bad. I’ll just have to try harder.” He fucked her with slow, deep thrusts, his thumb avoiding her too-sensitive clitoris while the two fingers buried inside her rubbed that part of a woman’s body that could deliver a deeper, more intense climax.

Oh yes, he was skilled, indeed.

“That’s right,” he encouraged in a low voice. “Ride my hand, darling.”

Moira hadn’t noticed her hips were moving, but now she gave her body free rein, humping him with abandon.

His mouth caressed over her ribs and he licked and kissed each prominent bone, the gentle action a dramatic juxtaposition to his rough thrusting. “Such a greedy cunt,” he praised. “I want you to come for me again.”

Smith’s crass, wicked command was the nudge Moira needed to send her flying.

Her last thought, as she gave herself up to heaven, was that it was a shame the first man to give her this much pleasure was the same man she’d spent the last year scheming to destroy.

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Smith returned to Bernina’s two days later and engaged Moira along with another whore, a man named Leo, who was one of the most annoying people she had ever met.

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