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Chapter 10
“We need to go back to London.” Philip said, as he drank his coffee.
“We?” Selene asked and nibbled her bread.
In the morning room, the early spring sun piped through the curtains and fell on Philip’s chiselled features, making him even more attractive.
“Parliament sessions to attend.” He explained.
“Why should I go with you?” She dressed a dark green dress today. It matched her vivid green eyes and contrasted with her rich brown hair, making her irresistible.
“You go where I go.” He commanded. He dressed as usual, black breeches and coat, a white shirt and cravat.
“I’d like to know where this autocratic streak comes from.” She wondered. “I dislike it.” Even though she’d planned to be in London as well. The Countess of Pendleton’s ball would take place in a couple of days. It would be her first since her half-mourning had begun. Naturally, she wouldn’t be able to dance, nevertheless, going back to society would be pleasant anyway.
He dismissed the footmen, who left and closed the door. “I want you in my bed, wherever that might be.” He sent her a look so scorching she almost went to him.
But the man was insufferable! “I am not your plaything for you to do as you wish!”
“No, you’re the witch who set fire to my blood.”
A trail of the same fire coursed through her body at his words. “Ask nicely and we’ll see.”
“As a duke, I don’t have to ask anything nicely!” Why couldn’t the woman simply abide, for pity’s sake!
That dark green dress of hers made her skin seem even silkier, her eyes flashed greener and her hair shone copper in the sun. He was in danger of giving in to the impulse of taking her there and then. One night away from her would drag on like eternity. The days already did, when he couldn’t touch her, kiss her. This wretched passion would be his doom! So let doom come, because eternal damnation would be less painful than staying away from her.
“Well, you’ll have to.” She answered. “There’s nothing that obliges me to follow you anywhere!” She stood and left the morning room, head held high.
Damn woman! Her defiance aroused him like hell. If he gave in to his impulses, he’d throw her over his shoulder and take her to his bed. Now! He decided to cool down his head instead and leave it for later. Meanwhile, he’d sort things around the manor.
After luncheon, he found her in the library. He came in and closed the door. “Come to London with me tomorrow.” She looked up at him with deep green eyes flashing. He swallowed hard. “Please.” He walked towards her. The sight of her already stirring his groins.
She smiled and the whole room seemed bathed in honey. He neared her armchair. “That would be nice, Your Grace. Thank you.” She answered.
He gazed at her. He could do it all his life and never get bored, so beautiful and full of life. The gaze she sent back heated his body to boiling point. The library was silent, isolated from the world outside. It had an intrinsic air of intimacy, with the fire burning in the fireplace. He wanted her.
In a moment, her hands flew to his middle in a light caress. He sucked in air. She started using her nails and his member engorged, then her hands palmed him and slid up and down, making him definitely hard. She kept doing it and he nearly ravished her. She reached his waistline and unbuttoned him. She wasn’t going to… She f
ound him already hard and ready. Her fingers held him. Oh, no! Her mouth approached. Perdition.
Feeling her warm lush mouth on him produced the most unbearable pleasure he’d ever experienced! She took him deeper. She was rewarding him for his “good” behaviour; he knew that. And didn’t care. His palm covered one of her cheeks and the other hand held her by her nape, to keep her tormenting him. She moaned, the vibration making everything terribly heavenly.
“Wh-where did you learn this?” Her tongue lapped his glans. He moaned and his head fell back.
Her mouth left him to lick under his shaft. “Your library is very…extensive.” She murmured and went back to sucking him.
“You wicked witch!” His words merely discernible, dripping with delight.
She went on even more eagerly and his control fast slipped. Her head moved back and forth, the sight as arousing as the caress.
“Selene.” He muttered as he felt close to the edge. “Please don’t…don’t…” But she didn’t stop. “Oh!” He came in such a furious stream, he lost notion of reality. She continued sucking until she’d gotten all he had.
That night, they succumbed to renewed passion.
Their carriage reached London under pouring rain. They’d left Brighton at sunrise, Philip riding his horse beside her carriage. After the first stop, he decided to spare his mount and travel with her in the carriage. Selene looked at his chiselled profile as he stared out of the window. His proximity unsettled her. While he rode, she felt a better peace of mind, but this close… The memories of the last nights still so fresh. She’d been experiencing nights as she’d never thought possible in her entire life. Every time he took her, she abandoned herself to his caresses, letting him do whatever he wanted with her. In the end, it had been what she’d wanted, as well. He taught her, showed her ways to give and obtain pleasure and she became an avid learner.
She tried not to think much about the future. This…thing would run its course. So inexperienced, she didn’t know how call it. Who could ever have told her that this could happen between a man and a woman? Why didn’t anyone warn her? She’d come under his spell, craving more and more. No chance of this lasting for long though. Sooner or later he’d have to find a suitable lady to get married and produce heirs. She couldn’t let him in. This completely bizarre situation would come to a close. What then? She’d be left with memories. It was more than she’d expected. She’d prepared herself to live an endless arid life. She’d been given this interlude, she’d enjoy it while it lasted. She just had to be prepared to part when the time came.
