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“We’re not in a drawing room, my lord.” She jested in ragged breath.
That’s all he ever wanted to hear, he thought as he moved rhythmically.
Then there could be no more time for talking as the spiral of fire engulfed them, taking them further and further until the ball of fire exploded hot and intense.
They remained lying on the carpet for a long time afterwards. She cradled him. He held her. Their bodies still joined. Her hands strolled over his whole body, exploring every inch of his lean body.
“Can we take a bath together tomorrow?” She asked him as she rubbed his stubble with her cheeks.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He murmured, delighted with her tenderness. The only time they had taken a bath together memorable.
She giggled as if caught in a mischief. He rolled on the carpet making her be on top. Her sparrow-wing coloured hair spread over his chest.
She almost slept when she heard him. “Come, Sarah. Let’s go to bed. I need you there, with me.”
She nodded sleepy, stood up, dressed and they went to their chambers.
The tepid water splashed as Hugh’s hand dived in the bathtub to moisten the washcloth. They had asked for a bath and dismissed her lady’s maid and his valet. She flushed as she thought how obvious their intentions must have seemed.
After another delightful night in his arms, they awoke without hurry, had breakfast in bed and asked for a bath, by the fireplace.
Sarah sat between Hugh’s legs. He soaped the Washcloth and slid it over her wet body, while his mouth grazed her neck. He gave special attention to her breasts, rubbing them with the cloth and spreading fire through her body. Then his hand disappeared in the water as the cloth caressed her abdomen, her curly triangle and reached her thighs and found its way between them. Cloth forgotten, he nipped her ear and his fingers got naughty around her button. She flexed her legs, arching her body and sighing. His hand slit to her breast and teased it in pure torture. His caresses came to a peak and Sarah surged in a relaxing orgasm.
She took the Washcloth and started washing his neck, the Washcloth descended to his shoulder. His head leaned on the tub’s edge, eyes closed. She licked the other shoulder, one hand going to his jet-black wet hair. Her mouth came down to his lean chest and the Washcloth down his arm. The Washcloth disappeared under the water, rubbing his flat abdomen. She continued licking the wet fleece on his chest and the cloth went lower.
The cloth found his harder than hard cock. “Oh!” She groaned. She rubbed it along that long thick part of him. He started breathing faster. Washcloth left aside, her hands set on exploring him, all of him. Her hand closed around him and caressed him rhythmically. Quicker movements, he groaned. She continued her exploration, giving him pleasure, his expression tense and expectant. More intense, faster, and he grunted. She felt his shaft undulating in her hand and his seed spilled in the water. His body relaxed and he held her.
How could it be possible that Hugh found so much fulfilment in a single woman? It constituted a mystery. In his life up to that moment there had only been mistresses who would be there for his base needs or a formal wife to bear children and make a family alliance. But being with Sarah represented a whole different thing. A new synergy very alien to him. A rare treasure that he valued highly.
After some time, Sarah lifted her wet head from his watered chest. “Hugh?”
“Hmm.” His eyes still closed his head on the tub’s edge.
“I need to go back to London.”
He opened his eyes. “Why so soon?”
“There are appointments waiting for me there.”
“It’s been too short a time here!” He lifted his head and stared at her humid face.
“Haven’t you had enough?” Her head fell to one side, a questioning look on her brown eyes.
He chuckled. “You and enough are two incompatible things.”
She gaped and blushed.
He sighed and acquiesced. “Alright, so London it is.”
She held him. “Thanks.”
They finished their bath, as the water got cold.
CHAPTER 14
As the weeks went by, their lives fell into a pattern. Sarah worked at her bank during the day, while Hugh managed his estates affairs, went to
his sports practice and socialized in the club.
