Charlotte makes a demand

As Randy climbed back onto the bed and reached for Miss Marlton her was surprised when she stopped him firmly with a hand on his chest.

"You, Mr. Fuller are a most unreliable cad." Her attempt to sound superior and aloof was hampered by the fact that Miss Charlotte was gloriously naked and sprawled out like a piece of artwork. "You made me a promise and you have yet to fulfill your pledge." Randy stared at her trying to hide his confusion. By now he was growing accustomed to reading the emotions that flitted across Miss Marlton's expressive face and he was pretty sure that she was not angry, but for the life of him he could not remember making any promises to this beautiful young woman.

"You promised me Mr. Fuller," Charlotte waved a single finger at his nose, "that I'd 'beg you to claim me.' I believe is how you put it." Randy relaxed with a grin as she lay back on the bed stretched her arms out above her head and continued as easily as if she were discussing the weather. "I have been quite satisfied with your initial attempts, but to the best of my recollection, I have yet to beg." Randy did his best to look remorseful but he could only partially hide the smile that was pulling at his mouth as she finished her imperious command. "You have a few hours to make good on your word, or, I regret to tell you, that I must conclude that you are, as I stated before, an unreliable cad of the most despicable type."

"Well Lady Charlotte," Randy replied with a mocking tug at his forelock, "never let it be said that a Fuller of Marltonshire ever failed to keep his promises no matter how onerous the task may prove to be."

Once again Randy returned to exploring the marvelously sensitive body before him, he used every trick he knew to arouse the passions of the woman before him. However, unlike earlier when his goal was to make Charlotte explode, this time whenever he sensed that Charlotte was approaching a climax he abruptly stopped his licking and stroking, turning his attention instead to some other wicked pursuits.

Charlotte lay on the bed with a contented smile as Randy slowly teased her closer and closer to satisfaction. The first time he stopped, she even laughed as he pulled his mouth from her sex and instead amused himself with pinching her swollen nipples firmly enough to make them ache, yet not hard enough to cause her pain. The second time he pulled away from her, leaving her on the edge she was less amused and after the third and then forth repetition she began to regret her playful challenge. She grabbed at his blond hair trying to pull him back where she needed him, but as she had discovered earlier in the day, fit as she was, she was no match for his powerful body. Instead Charlotte swore at him using words most unseemly for a Lady of her standing, but Randy just laughed, reminding her that all she had to do was abandon her pride and beg for him to claim her.

Charlotte tightened her lips in protest and turned her back to the infuriating villain, but that only gave the wicked brigand another angle to work at. This time as his tongue flicked in and out of hex dripping sex and the fingers of his left hand stroked her button with infuriating softness the fingers of his other hand rubbed in circles around her puckered hole and to her amazement the pleasure was even more intense than ever.

"Finish it you damn outlaw!" Charlotte moaned hoarsely. "Do it!" Randy infuriatingly paused once again as he considered her words.

"I don't know, was that begging?" He teased her even as his fingers rubbed between her trembling cheeks. "I don't think so, not really."

"In God's name." Swore Charlotte, perhaps invoking the name least appropriate under the circumstances, "Please! I beg you, I'm BEGGING you, oh please claim me!" Objectively speaking, she knew she was a mess. Sweat was dripping down her face plastering her chestnut waves to her forehead and temples in dark wet strands. She could see red blotches covering her once unblemished skin, and her normally soft voice was rough and throaty but Randy didn't seem to mind. He rolled her onto her back and climbed between her spread thighs the instant she submitted, and his cock found its target just as efficiently.

Charlotte came with the very first deep thrust. Her already juicy passage flooding with hot fluids as her legs wrapped around his waist and squeezed together. But it didn't end there. For the next several minutes Randy slowly but relentlessly rocked in and out of her and she came again and again in smaller but not inconsequential orgasms until finally he could hold back no longer. As his pace picked up he reached under her spread buttocks and once again began circling her asshole with his fingers sending renewed wave of desire through her. Charlotte could not help herself, bucking under him and she could feel her core muscles clenching his manhood even tighter. Perhaps that was the encouragement he needed because instead of just rubbing her, Randy popped the head of his middle finger into her just as he exploded filling her with his essence. The stimulation was too much and she screamed out once again in unbridled passion.

Only over a minute later when both their sweaty bodies finally came to rest did he pull his finger from within her, and Charlotte felt her body respond with one final squeeze, milking the last of his cum from his cock as he pulled free of her tingling ass. Too exhausted even contemplate her reaction to that most improper act, Charlotte pulled Randy's head to her breasts and clung to him as her breathing returned to a more normal level.