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He gathered her smooth hair behind her back, rolled it on his hand and pulled it gently towards him until her lips met his.
The kiss started delicate, heating gradually. Only lips, no tongue. Then his hand rested on the nape of her neck, pulling her closer, his tongue invading her. Her arms went about his neck, her legs spreading wider, so that they were holding tighter. His other arm snaked her firmly around the waist.
“Sarah!” His hand palmed her breast. “You get me hot so fast!” His thumb teased her nipple over her dress. “I just think about losing myself in you!”
And then they were kissing again, on fire. He unbuttoned her dress and lowered it together with her chemise. Oh, so delicious without a corset! Her breast stood right in the direction of his mouth. He reached it to savour it, breathing hard. Her head fell back and her fingers grasped his hair as hot waves gathered in her middle, around where her skirts bunched.
Sarah agonized with pleasure. Panting, her hands reached his fly and fumbled it undone. His hard thick cock popped out proud.
Her hunger for him an inexorable fuel. He lost control. In speed. “Ease, Sarah, or I’ll not make it!” That’s when his hands reached under her skirts. “Oh, Sarah! You’ve got no drawers!”
“the weather too hot. I took them off before dinner.” She said simply, without any intention of seduction.
And this became the end of him. He grabbed her by the waist and made their bodies join.
As Sarah slid down his shaft, an intense pleasure overtook her. She stayed in control now and a new experience for her. She would make the most of it. She moved as she pleased, reaching out to the paradise she knew lay in the end of that. She took him in her, deeper and deeper. Faster and faster.
His head fallen back on the armchair, panting, eyes closed, he fought to hold back. His finger found her button and she went lost. He felt her squeezing him, as she moaned freely, the fire playing reddish shadows on her expression of pleasure. His hand on her waist moved her to his liking. Once. Twice. And he exploded in her with such intensity, that if flooded her all over.
She fell on him, holding him. His head rested on the armchair, his arms around her waist, his legs spread before him. They stayed a long time this way.
Finally, he stood up with her clutched to him, and walked to the bedroom.
An old four-posted bed dominated it, a small window viewing the night outside. He drew the covers and sat on the bed, with her still on him. He lay down and covered both of them, Sarah still on the top of him. They disentangled little by little, spooning; they fell in a restorative sleep.
Sarah opened her eyes and felt his tight embrace around her. By the looks of it, they slept until mid-morning. A luxury Sarah had never experienced. They had sought each other in the night, with all the delightful consequences.
Now she heard his soft breath behind her, as his exhaling caressed the nape of her neck. She stirred. He opened his eyes and held her tighter.
This proved to be probably the happiest moment of Hugh’s life. Having dinner with her, going to sleep with her, waking up with her, all he had wanted for a long time. There he lay, with her all for himself. Her hair spread on the pillow, her delectable body leaning against his. He started to caress the side of her body and sprinkled butterfly kisses on her neck. She sighed. He felt so at home, even though he stayed in a small cottage, accompanied of his downstairs maid. Contentment. Satisfaction. Closeness. Things he had never felt before. Never had before. All brought by a humble girl who came so silently into his life. Untouched. He only wanted to enjoy time with her.
“Sarah?” He grazed his lips over her neck.
“Hmmm.” She stretched her body against his; so good to feel her so near.
“How about breakfast?” He caressed her navel. “I’m starving!”
She nodded and got up. A strange feeling of emptiness shook him as he watched her put on her chemise and go to the fireplace room, barefoot. The fire on the fireplace kept the cottage warm all night.
He also put on his underwear and followed her. When he came to the main room she busied herself with food and water. The morning light full on her, passing through her rough chemise and delineating her body. She carried copper buckets of water and placing them on the fire.
She sensed his presence and turned. “I thought about a bath after breakfast.” Even in underpants he looked gorgeous.
“Excellent idea!” A bathtub kept in the corner of the room and it could be carried to the fireplace.
The water heated up while they had breakfast. After that, Hugh helped Sarah prepare the bath. He wondered how servants could do this every day. Probably a backbreaking job. He wished Sarah did not need to do this kind of work. He wished he could give her a better kind of life. But as he saw it, he remained tied on all sides.
So it came time for bath and doubts came to Hugh’s mind. Better to leave her alone to take her bath in peace. He would never leave her alone. He could not. It lay beyond him. He wanted her, he sought her, he had her. All the time, beast that he transformed in, where she was concerned. She had made breakfast, she had prepared the bath, taking water from the well outside. Did not he have any sense in his head to hassle her again?
Just then, his mind projected images of her in the bathtub, sleek with water, wet hair, naked. And he became hard as if he had not had sex in long months, for pity’s sake! What happened to him? He had to hide his unconfessable state. He picked up his long overcoat and started putting on his boots. He needed to leave that room. Now!
“I’m going to tend for the horses, while you bathe, Sarah.” Hoarsely, he communicated, heading for the main room door to open it.
Sarah watched him confused. She thought they would bath together, that’s what she wanted, their bodies wet and close. “I-my lo-Hugh.” He turned his head and looked at her. “I-I’d like you to help me bathe.” She said timidly, looking at the floor.
He turned to her, breathing hard; he raked his hand in his jet-black hair, trying to not let his member think for him. “God help me, Sarah, I’m trying to give you some privacy here!”
“I-I have privacy enough at work.” Slowly, she lifted her eyes to him, as if caressing him.
