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room. “I had all the pleasure,” she called out. “I experienced
it first hand.”
    “I’m jealous,” Trent called
back.
    A few more couples filtered into the
room. Most were dressed, but a few men had their cravats untied.
They looked supremely comfortable. Trent’s hand played slowly up
and down Charlotte’s arm. “Why do I feel like I’m missing
something?” Charlotte asked Trent.
    “Relax. I promise not to let anyone or
anything hurt you.” He took her chin in his hand. “Do you trust
me?”
    She didn’t know him well enough to
trust him. Not yet. But she supposed she should give him the
benefit of the doubt.
    The duke, or Charles as he was to be
called, faced the small crowd and clapped his hands. “I promised my
wife a boon if she would handle a little matter for my good friend
this afternoon. And I believe she earned a reward?” He looked
toward Charlotte as though for confirmation. She buried her head in
Trent’s shoulder, instead.
    Trent spoke for her. “She was well
satisfied,” he supplied. Then he shifted his seat, his rigid cock
pressing into Charlotte’s thigh. “Me, on the other hand,” he
murmured to Charlotte with a grin. Then he whispered,
“Later?”
    She nodded, enjoying the feel of his
scratchy chin at her cheek.
    Charles continued to speak at the
front of the room. “My love deserves a reward. And I aim for her to
have one.”
    “Would you like me naked?” Mary asked
as she began to tug her sleeves down her shoulders.
    “Not completely,” he said to stop her.
“But I want to see your nipples. So, you may lower your
chemise.”
    Mary immediately shoved the shoulders
of her gown down and bared her breasts for him. And Charlotte could
tell it was for him, because Mary did not perform for the crowd.
She performed for her husband. He lifted a crooked finger and
swiped the back of it across her nipple. “So lovely,” he crooned.
He was right. Mary’s breasts were heavy and full, tipped with dark
crowns and thick nipples. Nipples so puckered that Charlotte wanted
to taste them.
    “Beautiful, isn’t she?” Trent asked
low in Charlotte’s ear. His hand skimmed Charlotte’s belly, drawing
a silky little pattern across her skin. Her pussy clenched in
anticipation and warmth flooded her thighs. He would have a big wet
spot on his trousers if he didn’t stop touching her.
    “She’s very beautiful,” Charlotte
agreed.
    “Would you like to taste her nipples?”
he murmured in her ear. His hand moved from her belly to cup her
breast.
    “Me?” Charlotte jerked in his arms.
She nearly wanted to run to Mary and do so. But she couldn’t. She
just couldn’t.
    “Perhaps next time,” he acquiesced
with a nod. Trent caught Charlotte’s nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, and began to roll it behind the clothing she still
wore. “I’d love for you to be naked in my lap,” he said.
    She buried her face in his neck again,
her breaths coming in little pants, already, just from him touching
her breast. God, she’d never felt like this. Not even with
Mary.
    Across the room, a man dropped onto a
settee and a lady lowered herself to rest between his knees, facing
him. She didn’t look toward the scene in the middle of the room.
She looked at him. Then she began to work the laces of his
breeches. She took his rigid cock into her hand and pulled it away
from his belly, then lowered her mouth around the crown. He took
her hair in his hand and held it to the side. When he noticed
everyone’s attention on them, he looked up with a grin. “Please do
continue,” he urged with a motion of his hand. “My love was anxious
to begin.”
    “So, is mine,” Charles said as he
kicked a chair into the center of the room and encouraged Mary to
sit. She did so gingerly, balancing herself on the edge.
    “My pet would like to assist,” the man
with the naked lady at his feet called out.
    Charles inclined his head toward the
naked woman. “Is that true?” he asked of her.
    “Everyone