Christian walked farther into the garden, unaware that I'd been watching his every move. I watched him make his way to the area with the tall rosebushes before he disappeared from my sight.
Without wasting time, I quickly glanced at my Mother and Morgan, ensuring that they saw me go inside.
The moment I stepped through the doorway I couldn't help but smile. My heart was racing as a flood of dirty thoughts invaded my mind.
I walked past the servants and then took a sudden turn, entering a small side room that was hardly ever used.
Just a little farther.
I continued to weave through the adjacent rooms, staying hidden, until I entered a small supply room.
Inside was the window I was looking for. It led directly into the lower section of the gardens, where the tall hedges were—where Christian was.
After a quick breath, I climbed through the window and ran over to the back section of the garden.
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The air was filled with the scent of roses, and I could hear the music and chatter from the party not far away. My heart skipped with excitement as this was the first time I'd ever done anything so daring.
I lifted the skirt of my dress and ran farther in, staying on my tippy toes so that my heels wouldn't make too much noise.
Found you.
As I turned the corner, I found Christian sitting on a stone bench in front of a tall rosebush.
The bush formed a long, natural wall, creating just enough privacy to not be seen by anyone from the main party area.
He was sitting, leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees. The pose was effortless, but I swear it was the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Taking a deep breath,h I took a step forward, revealing myself to Christian. My heart was beating so fast that I could hardly breathe.
As soon as he heard me, his head moved upwards, allowing his eyes to lock on to me.
"Leslie?", he said hoarsely.
I ran over and covered his mouth with my hand. I could feel the smoothness of his lips and the roughness of the stubble from his recently shaved beard.
He froze, watching me with wide eyes, but did nothing to stop my movements.
My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest as I boldly climbed on top of him, straddling his lap, and leaning over to his ear.
"Christian, do you want me?"
My voice dripped with desire as I breathed the words out. His eyes were glued to me, watching my every move.
He didn't reply, but I had already gotten my answer.
Sitting on his lap, I felt his erection fight to free itself from the constraint of his pants. It pushed against me, perfectly over the spot it desired to feel the most.
I placed both of my arms around his neck and began to slowly move my hips in a circular motion, feeling his stiffness rub against me.
It felt like bolts of electricity were coursing through me every time our bodies touched.
When was the last time I felt such excitement?
Lifting my arm, I ran my fingers through his thick hair, then down his face to his chest—my eyes following the movements of my fingers.
A faint smile appeared on my lips as I tilted my head to the side. Leaning over so that our noses were almost touching, I asked once more—
"Well? I'll ask once more...Christian, do you want me?"
His brow furrowed slightly as he tried to stay calm, but the breath-like moans that escaped his mouth gave him away.
"Yes", he breathed.
The very next moment, he placed his arms around me, pulling me in. His lips crashed against mine with a deep ferocity as the beast inside of him awakened.
His hands traveled up my back as my nails dug into his broad shoulders.
I parted my lips to catch my breath, but he pushed even harder against me, entering my mouth with his tongue.
It felt as if we were both starved of each other's essence and desperately fought to fill ourselves back up.
My hips continued to circle his erection so that it continued to rub against me.
"Fuck, Leslie", he moaned, unable to hold back his labored breaths.
In his eyes, I saw my reflection along with his overwhelming desire to have me.
We could both hear the chatter from the party only a short distance away. Morgan's laughter rang through the air as Christian pulled me in once more, this time even more excited.
I knew that every moment we spent here together was a moment closer to being discovered, but I would be lying if I said that I didn't find it thrilling.
I'm sorry, sister, but I'll be enjoying your fiancé tonight.
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His tongue continued to dance around mine, sending shivers down my body.
I finally pulled away a few moments later, confusing Christian. He stared at me, visibly wanting more but waited to see what I was up to.
Smiling, I slid off of his lap, kneeling on the ground between his legs. I lifted my arms and reached over to undo his belt. When my fingers reached the zipper of his pants I looked up at him and pulled it down.
Christian watched me with a fire in his eyes. From my movements alone he knew what I wanted, and leaned back on the bench, allowing me to do as I pleased.
"Leslie", he moaned softly.
I could feel his body shudder as I freed his erection from his pants.
My fingers glided along the smooth shaft, causing Christian to release another moan. He reacted strongly to my every touch, making my body feel hotter with every passing moment.
There was something about the way I made him react that ignited a fire inside of me, I didn't want to stop.
I continued to stoke him up and down for a while longer until I felt his cock begin to throb and lifted my head, placing my lips over the tip.
The moment it entered my mouth Christian shuddered and let out another moan.
It wasn't even fully inside before I struggled to fit any more of his shaft in my mouth. Instead, I used my tongue to get used to the motions and feeling, twirling around him as I sucked.
The veins on his arms bulged as he gripped the stone bench beneath him. Thankfully, the orchestra was playing a louder piece, drowning out the occasional sounds we were making.
"God, Leslie you're amazing", he said, placing one of his hands on the back of my head.
My movements became smoother and smoother with every stroke, allowing me to go even farther down.
Hearing Christian's labored breathing fueled me to increase my pace. Without him even having to tell me, I could tell that he was getting close.
His fingers which were gently twirling around the back of my head constricted, pulling my hair.
"Ah. Fuck, Leslie. You're going to make me cum", he breathed.
I looked up at him, making eye contact as I ran my tongue down his shaft, swallowing him whole.
My body felt like it was washed over with fire and I wanted to know what it would feel like inside of me.
I was fully immersed in my movements, using my entire body as I glided my lips along his long cock.
We were both enveloped in the heat of the moment, until—
"Christian! Where are you?"
Morgan's voice rang out from the garden square, where the party was.
Christian froze, looking over his shoulder.