Tess opened here eyes to see the sun shining through the windows and she could tell it was at the earliest, mid-afternoon. She groaned as she stretched and then smiled as her muscles ached beautifully. She and Alfie had enjoyed each other until the sun began to transform the sky into a rich purple. She had missed him. His touch, his desire for her, but more than anything, she had missed the comfort she found in his presence.

rising out of bed, she found the shirt she had removed from his body the night before and slipped it over her head. Closing her eyes, she inhaled his scent, putting the too long sleeves up to her nose. Cigars, rum, and Alfie. It wasn't until her stomach rumbled that she remembered it was her responsibility to cook for the pair of them so she staggered out on wobbly legs toward the kitchen.

Alfie was looking out the window in the sitting room, a glass of whiskey in his hands as he scanned the passersby. Between rounds the night before he had gotten Tess to describe the men that had attacked her and what they'd said and since waking up he had devised a plan.

Hearing the bedroom door open, he turned to find Tess shuffling toward the kitchen in his shirt. His trousers tightened at the sight of her tousled hair and the subtle way her breasts bounced under his shirt with each step.

Tess found Alfie in the sitting room by the window, a devilish look in his eyes when they met hers.

"Sorry." She said, "I was so tired. I didn't mean to oversleep. I'll cook you something if you're hungry."

"I am." He said as he placed his whiskey on the fireplace mantle and began walking toward her.

"What would you like?" She asked, her breathing changing as the look he gave her went straight to her core. "Eggs?" Alfie shook his head. "I believe we have salmon if-" Alfie reached her and pressed her against the wall.

"You're not hungry are you?" She breathed as he kissed her jaw.

"Oh, I am." He assured her. "Just not for food."

His hand slipped up the inside of her thigh until his fingers found her core, already wet and ready for him. He growled his appreciation in her neck which only made Tess's center tingle with anticipation. He lightly brushed his fingers along her slit, teasing her until she began panting and squirming.

"Alfie." She breathed pleadingly before he slipped two fingers inside her, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

He continued to slowly tease her, moving his fingers in and out at a torturously slow pace, making sure to rub that spot deep inside her that always made her hot. Tess moaned each time he hit it, and he could feel her juices begin to glide down past his knuckles.

she began to whine as his talented fingers began to build that now familiar pressure deep in her belly. She dug her fingers into his shoulders just before he stopped. Her eyes sprung open and she stared at his breathlessly, a silent question in her eyes.

Alfie smiled as he brought his hand up to his mouth and licked her desire from his fingers. Watching him do so made her moan and squeeze her legs together, her face flushing with the heat rising between them.

a knock at the door drew her attention and she pouted, knowing she would not be forced to put on real clothes and her release that he had so smoothly began to coax from her would have to wait.

"Yeah?" Alfie barked before putting a knuckle under Tess's chin and moving her face to lock eyes with his. Her eyes went wide, knowing she was wearing only his shirt and Alfie's hand found her wanting cunt again.

"Alfie!" Tess whispered in a panic. "I'm- Oh!" Her protests at him inviting whomever was at the door stopped as he found her favorite spot and began to rub back and forth inside her.

Ishmael walked in and hesitated for a moment. "Um-" he said awkwardly, finding Alfie with his hand between his maids legs. "I have that information."

Tess opened her eyes and looked at Ishmael, her embarrassment growing at the situation until Alfie began to rub his thumb on her swollen, pulsing bud in time with his coaxing of her sensitive flesh inside. Tess moaned and tilted her head back, moving onto her tiptoes.

"I can come back if-" Ishmael began to offer.

"The report?" Alfie ordered as Tess's walls began to shake around his fingers and her moans grew louder.

Ishmael began telling Alfie something about a man betting on horses, but Tess wasn't really listening. She couldn't. Alfie's thumb, middle, and pointer fingers were moving deliciously on her most sensitive areas and Tess's buildup was the only thing she could focus on. That and the fact that Alfie was doing all of this to her with someone else in the room. She should be embarrassed. She should tell him to stop. But she couldn't. Wouldn't. Despite the impropriety, she liked it. Liked that Ishmael was watching her receive pleasure at the hands of his boss. Liked that he heard her desperate moans begging Alfie to keep going. And she especially liked that despite Alfie's clearly important business, he couldn't take his hands off her to focus on it.

Tess's buildup was growing to be too much and her moans began to turn into beautiful cries of pleasure as she fought back her release, not wanting the delightful attention she was receiving to stop.

Alfie however, was determined to make her crumble. He continued, unrelenting, and applied a bit more pressure to both sensitive areas. It worked. Tess's eyes rolled back and her toes curled as she cried out Alfie's name. Alfie held her against the wall, his menstruations continuing as she rode her climax on shaking legs. He clenched his jaw feeling her pulsate around his fingers and her core growing more moist than he'd ever felt it.

When she finally began her descent, he slowed and eventually withdrew his hand from her, putting his glistening fingers on the wall beside her head. She looked so beautiful with her flushed cheeks and half opened lids.

"Fuck off." He told Ishmael, who left without hesitation.

"I have to go." He said softly as he grazed a thumb on her cheek. "Stay here. I don't want you going back to the boarding house."

Tess nodded in her euphoric state. "When will you be back." She asked sleepily.

"Tonight. And when I return I want you naked and in my bed." He said before he kissed her, pressing his body against her so she could feel his desire bulging against her stomach. "Now, eat and go back to bed. You'll need to be well rested." He ordered her with a coy smile.

Tess smiled back and watched as he gathered his cane and his jacket, leaving her behind to enjoy her bliss, not knowing he was heading to the horse races in search of her attackers.