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Chapter 10 by Manbear Manbear

What's next?

Max gives Christine a hand

Max couldn't think of anything he could say to console Lady Christine. He was not good with fancy words, but he did know a little about women, and he knew how he could help the Baron's daughter forget what was happening to her family, at least for a little while.

"Let me, Milady." His large hand covered Christine's much smaller one and he carefully cupped her fingers, pressing them gently against the soft flesh between her thighs. Could it really be that this chaste noblewoman had been touching herself?

"What?!" There was something endearing in Lady Christine's murmured confusion. It made Max want to take care of the Baron's petite daughter more than ever.

"Shhhsh," He shifted carefully in the small closet, pinning her small body firmly against the rough plaster that lined the back of the closet. "Let me take care of you." He wasn't imagining it; Lady Christine's sex was as wet and hot as any he had ever felt, and his middle finger slid easily into her ready sex. I hindsight, Max realized that removing his tunic might have been a mistake, with their bodies pressed together in the small, enclosed space, he could feel the heat of her soft smooth skin burning his flesh like heat from his father's forge.

"Wait, you can't ..." Christine tried to stop Max, but he hushed her again.

"You can't make any noise Milady." Max whispered even as he slowly began to finger her tight slit touching her in a way that no man had ever done before. "Prince Henry's men might not be far."

Christine shuddered in Max's arms. Her uninhibited response was, in part, a natural reaction to her fear of being discovered but also because of how good Max's fingers felt probing her sex. She knew she should be objecting; she should put this commoner back in his place ... she couldn't though not without risking getting caught ... besides, it felt so good. It didn't take long before Christine started moaning softly as her hips rocked in rhythm to Max's touch.

"You have to be quiet, Lady Christine." Max whispered softly after a particularly loud grunt, but he knew that if he kept this up that this responsive beauty squirming in his arms would only get louder. Just like the first time he silenced her, the obvious solution was to use his mouth to stifle her needy moans.

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This was more than Christine could bear and with a soft whimper of surrender she opened both her lips and her legs allowing this bold young servant complete access to her body. The shameful wickedness of letting a man touch her like that should have bothered her, but to her surprise Christine found the situation to be stimulating, not inhibiting.

Taking her silent surrender as permission to proceed, Max turned his attention to bringing Lady Christine to a climax that would make her forget the horror she must have endured at the hands of the Bastard Prince. He used the full length of his body to pin her jerking body against the back of the closet, his broad chest pressed against hers and his knee wedged between her thighs just in case she tried to close them again. He picked up the pace of his fingering trying to find just the right rhythm to please this sweet noblewoman; it didn't take long before he felt her spasming against him and screaming silently into his mouth.

I took almost a minute before Christine could think clearly. She had fingered herself to climax's before, but nothing like this ... she realized that she was clinging to Max's neck and that his hand was still cupping her most private parts.

It was a situation that her training had not prepared her for, what do you say to the man who saved you from being violated by a hated foe, only to take advantage of the situation to touch her so intimately ... and who made her feel so good?

How does Lady Christine gain control of the situation?

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