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lifted his hands in surrender, and stepped back, his eyes losing their amusement as the back of his knees hit the bed and he sat down abruptly. Susanna sank instantly to her knees and pushed his muscular thighs apart. He didn’t have to touch her, after all. She knew all men wanted this.
    Elijah’s mouth opened in a little O of shock. Was he really not used to women taking such a course with him or was it the fact of Susanna herself doing this that so astonished him?
    She reached to his waist and virtually tore his breeches apart, finding him without underwear. Elijah gasped as the coiled length of his cock sprang free, slapping heavily against his belly, as hard as last time she had seen it.
    The sight of it made her moisten between her legs. She grasped his prick around the base and it felt like silk sheathing steel. ‘Susanna,’ he said as she bent her head, but she ignored him. She opened her mouth and sucked him down as far as she comfortably could. Elijah let out a strangled moan. He grasped her head, plunging his fingers into the waves of her hair and dislodging the pins that held it up.
    Susanna withdrew and slid down his iron rod again, slicking him with saliva, working her tongue over the head of his cock. The feel of him in her mouth was a startlingly pleasurable sensation. She couldn’t believe how much his heavy length made her throb with illicit excitement. She drew back, letting him pop from her mouth, then she laved his shaft busily with her tongue, flicking it over the slit before sliding all the way down to his balls. She dug into his breeches to free his sac, then she cupped it in one hand, sucking on each ball in turn, leaving his scrotum wet and pink.
    Elijah gave a deep groan. He gripped her shoulder with his other hand while continued to dishevel her hair, urging her head back to his cock, panting for breath when she swallowed him again.
    Her breasts felt swollen, her nipples pressing rigidly against her gown. She felt ashamed that doing this to him aroused her so much, but why was she so surprised? After all, everything about him excited her; why wouldn’t sucking his manhood drive her into a frenzy? She had exchanged the power here, though. From the man who had held her on a string as he masturbated in front of her, she had taken control, to have him at her beck and call, ruled by the organ all men were ruled by.
    She looked up imperiously through her lashes as she sucked, making eye contact with him, seeing how flushed his face was, how he bit his lip so it was swollen and red.
    The hand on her shoulder caressed the bare skin. He trailed it down to cup her breast through the silk of her gown and her corset. She knocked it away immediately. No. He couldn’t touch her. She would never recover from this if he did.
    ‘Susanna,’ he gasped out as she sucked harder and faster. His cock swelled in her mouth and she realised he would achieve his end and she would have to swallow. His hand tightened on the back of her neck. His thighs trembled, and she shoved her hand up his shirt, feeling the taut convulsing of his hard abdominal muscles.
    Elijah pushed her back suddenly, roughly. He grasped his cock, passed his hand vigorously down the shaft once, and held it, spurting, to the deep valley of her cleavage. Semen laced her breasts, trickled down between them to vanish beneath her gown. Susanna arched wantonly at the scalding flood, unbearably aroused by what he had done.
    Elijah gave a groan of satisfaction. The sticky load covered every exposed part of her breasts and still dripped from the head of his cock. Daringly, she dipped her head once more and ran her tongue over the slit, tasting him. He hissed, gripped her hair, and Susanna raised her head, fixing her eyes coldly on his.
    ‘You will marry my sister now,’ she said. ‘Do you understand?’
    It was soft murmur of surrender. ‘Yes.’
    Susanna stood. Elijah held his handkerchief out to her. She snatched it, mopped up as best she could, and