Lady Alexandra's Lover by Helen Hardt Read Free Book Online

Auntie’s butler, Jensen, stood outside.
    “My lady, a Mr. Joshua Peck to see you?”
    “I’m afraid I’m not acquainted with such a gentleman, Jensen.”
    Christophe strode toward me. “Mr. Peck is a colleague of mine, sir. I’ve asked him to sit in on Lady Prudence’s lesson.”
    “Very well, if it’s all right with Lady Prudence?”
    I had no idea what to expect, but I nodded. Somehow, my reward was wrapped up in this newcomer. I hoped he was as pleasing to the eye as Christophe.
    Oh, was he! Light where Christophe was dark, Mr. Peck had silvery-blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. Slightly taller than his friend, Peck strode in with purpose, his rugged musculature apparent beneath his street clothes.
    “Mr. Joshua Peck,” Jensen announced, and then closed the door behind him.
    I turned the key in the lock once more and faced the two men.
    “Lady Prudence, this is my good friend, Mr. Joshua Peck. Josh, Lady Prudence Spofford.”
    “I’m charmed.” Joshua took my hand and brushed his lips lightly over it.
    “Lady Prudence has the sweetest cunny I’ve tasted in quite some time,” Christophe said, “and she’s quite good at sucking cock, as well.”
    I warmed all over, Amelia. Such bold words! They made me tingle, and flutters coursed through my body, landing between my legs.
    Joshua raked his blue gaze over me, and I could swear he could see me nude beneath my garments.
    “I’m delighted to hear that, old chap,” Joshua said. “I hope you two will allow me to join in your festivities.”
    “That is why I invited you”—Christophe bowed to me—“if the lady will allow it?”
    I couldn’t wait to find out what they had in mind…

Chapter 5
    A lly shocked even herself when the words escaped her lips. She’d been bold enough asking if he’d seen her breasts, and his blushing and stammering convinced her that he had. The thought excited her, and her nipples rubbed against the soft linen, longing for…something. She wasn’t quite sure what.
    Oh, no use lying to herself. She was quite sure what she longed for. His mouth on her nipples, sucking, kissing…
    She’d kissed two men in her life—Theodore Wentworth, who was a slobbering fool, and Mr. Landon, whose kisses were much more acceptable. Other than some lovely nibbles to her exposed décolleté above her gown, that was as far as she’d gone. She had every intention of sleeping with him and trapping him into marriage, but if she could get some experience first, she’d be better able to satisfy him and make sure he could never live without her. She’d done her share of reading, and Lily and Rose had been forthcoming about their experiences, but all Ally knew was theory. No practice.
    Who better to teach her than this fine-looking man before her? In truth, he was finer than Mr. Landon. He was nearly as fine as men came with his large muscular build and artist’s dream facial features. She burned when he looked at her with those blazing brown eyes.
    Evan cleared his throat. “You want me to kiss you?”
    She swallowed, nodding. “Yes.” Her voice was not much more than a whisper.
    “Alexandra, that would not be proper.”
    “Why on earth not?”
    “Well, you’re my stepsister, for one.”
    “Who cares? We’re not related, and we only just met a few months ago. It’s not like we grew up thinking of each other as brother and sister. A couple of months ago, you could have just as easily been courting me as much as Rose. Would you kiss me if our parents hadn’t rediscovered each other a month ago?”
    “That’s another question…”
    “Oh, drat it all!” Ally was growing weary of the stupid rules to this stupid game. “Are you going to kiss me or not?”
    “I will not. This game is over.”
    Ally’s insides churned. The hell it was! “I’ve answered all of your questions, Evan, truthfully. Even the ones I wasn’t thrilled to answer, which is more than you’ve done. You’re not being fair.”
    “Why would you want to kiss