“Are you ready for me to begin your education in the art of sexual pleasure?”he whispered in her ear.
“Yes,” she murmured.
His fingers reached the thatch of hair between her legs.Her whole body silently screamed for him to go further.She felt the tip of his thumb enter her womanhood.She groaned.
“Through here, lads!I’m sure that bloody dog came this way,” bellowed a voice.
Two burly men crashed through the gap in the hedge and broke the private moment.Freddie immediately dropped Eve’s skirts and stood over her, shielding her naked breasts from sight.
The interlopers held a lantern high enough that the dark, private space was now well lit.The man with the lantern caught sight of them.“Oh.Sorry.We didn’t see you there.Have you seen a hound come through here?”
Freddie shook his head but kept his back to them.Putting a hand to her gown, he pulled the folds back into place.A frustrated Eve took her cue and began to lace the gown back up.By the time the dog hunters had searched the immediate area, her gown and cloak were set back to right.
“We had better get back to the others.I don’t want to test too much of Will’s patience, and I must leave soon,” said Freddie.
She reluctantly took his offered hand and allowed him to take her back out to the main garden path.The mix of champagne and disappointment made her feel sick.
By the time they reached the supper box, she was ready to go home.Every step forward with Freddie felt like she was wading through thick mud.She was constantly struggling to gain traction.
