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cum." He moaned and undulated his hips against her. "And then he offered me his arse and showed me how to grease my cock to get inside him. And God forgive me, I took him on his hands and knees, over my table, in my bed ..."
    Helene closed her eyes as he worked his way inside her. She climaxed almost immediately, erotic images of Philip fucking the unknown man with all the concentration and finesse he had given her floated through her mind.
    "I would've liked to see you together."
    He bit her shoulder. "I would've liked that, too, as long as you were naked and so aroused you made yourself come with us."
    "And did you give him the same liberties?"
    Deep inside her, Philip's cock twitched and swelled as he gave another long, slow thrust.
    "I took him in my mouth ... I enjoyed that."
    He gripped her hips as he pumped hard against her buttocks, his breath hot and harried on her neck, his fingers digging into her flesh as he came. His final words were whispered so quietly she almost missed them.
    "I was ready to let him fuck me, but the voyage was ending, and he was called away to other duties."
    "You were surprised by your lust for this man."
    He shifted behind her. "At first I was horrified, but then I felt no shame, only a deep need to be fucked, to be taken, even if it was by another man."
    Dreamily, Helene considered his words. Here was a man who might understand that love came in different disguises. A man who might love her despite her past. She eased away from him to the edge of the bed. What on earth was she thinking? She had a new life to plan, a new future. The last thing she needed was to throw herself into Philip Ross's arms and beg him to keep her there forever. Had she learned nothing?
    "Helene? Have I disgusted you with my story?"
    She opened her eyes and focused on the soft candlelight as it flickered beside the bed.
    She hated the dark and always insisted on a light. It meant the faces of those who had fucked her were all too memorable. But at least it kept out the decaying ghosts of those who were no longer able to fuck anything at all.
    "I'm not shocked, Philip. In truth, I found your story arousing. It is unusual to find an Englishman with such liberal sexual views."
    He laughed. "Perhaps I should start a new kind of gentleman's club to instruct my fellow Englishmen in the erotic arts. What do you think?"
    She stared at him for a long moment as his words swirled around her head. She would love to be in charge of such an establishment. To show men how women should be treated in bed, to explore the sensual delights Philip had revealed to her.
    "Helene?"
    She blinked and refocused on his face.
    "Are you sure I didn't offend you? You seem distant."
    He came up on his elbow to study her. His hair hung around his face, softening the hard, clean lines of his cheekbones.
    She sighed. "I was thinking about tomorrow."
    "We agreed not to think too hard."
    Helene grimaced. "I know, but it is difficult. I have enjoyed this time with you"—she gestured at the untidy bedchamber— "this space, and this idyll."
    He crawled toward her, his expression intent, his hazel eyes level with her own. "Our time is not over yet, madame. I have plenty more pleasure to give you before the morning." He slid his knees between her thighs, opening them wide, and shoved his cock deep. Helene moaned as her exquisitely sensitive sex absorbed his thick fullness.
    "I promised to make you scream, Helene, and I'm a man of my word."
    She reached for his shoulders, but he drew her hands over her head and held them there as he pumped into her. She could only move with him, watch him take her and make her his own.
    His expression was savage, his intention to possess her all too obvious to a woman of her experience. For the first time in her life, she allowed herself to imagine what it might be like to be loved so completely
    He pulled out, crawled up her body, and slid his cock into her mouth, groaning as she took him deep in her throat.
    "God, I love