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CHAPTER14
Sophia followed Jeremy into the bedchamber, aware that this time, there was no nervous tremble to her hands, no anxiety at all. She only wanted to be here with Jeremy, and in the depths of the darkness, following the candle he carried, she felt safe in the fact they were alone together.
He placed the candle down on a sideboard before turning to face her. Sophia closed the door behind her and carefully locked it, eager that they should not be disturbed.
“So, no one can find us here now, Sophia,” Jeremy said, with an unmistakable smile of mischief on his face. Sophia smiled too before she crossed the room toward him. He met her in the middle, their bodies in a flurry to find one another before they kissed.
There was no hesitancy from Sophia this time, no nervousness or slow kisses. She kissed Jeremy as eagerly as she could, wanting more of him. He moaned into that kiss, apparently loving her keenness. When she trailed her hands into his hair, as she had done in the carriage, he smiled, his lips pressing against hers revealed that smile.
“Something tells me you rather like doing that, playing with my hair,” he whispered playfully as he parted from her. His hands trailed up her body, already going from the swell of her hips to the fastening of the laces at the back of her gown.
“I rather like tousling it.” She confessed, happy for him to know it. “It ruins the illusion of formality.”
“I like that too.” In emphasis, he pulled on those laces, hurriedly releasing her from it. She tried to hold back her giggle as she turned around, giving him full access to the laces.
They were undone in seconds, and he pushed the gown down off her shoulders, so slowly that the silk taunted her as it brushed her skin. Goosebumps followed the path of the silk sleeves across her arms, before the gown was dropped to the floor.
Sophia turned back to face Jeremy, kissing him once again as her hands went for his cravat. She made a mess of trying to undo it, so eager was she in her haste, but it soon came away, followed by the waistcoat that was dropped to the floor. She was forced to part from the kiss when she pulled his shirt over his head. She whimpered at the loss of that kiss, until she felt his lips on her neck.
Tilting back her head, she sank into the feeling of his lips on a sweet spot above her collarbone, as she tossed his shirt away. It fell halfway across a chest of drawers, but she didn’t bother going to right it.
Next came her corset. Once more, Sophia turned away, this time assisted by Jeremy’s hands on her waist before he went for the laces of the corset. As it was released from her body, he flung it across the room. The way it clattered against the chest of drawers and knocking over bottles made Sophia gasp in surprise, but Jeremy didn’t seem to care or really notice the mess he was making of his own room.
Standing behind her, his lips were back on her neck. The kisses were deeper now, exploratory with his tongue and playful nips across the sensitive parts of her skin. It had that same pool she had recognized earlier that night developing between her legs, only this time, it was a stronger sensation.
With gentle hands, Jeremy took the capped sleeves of her shift and pushed them down her arms. The material came away, revealing her naked body.
At first, the chill in the room brought goosebumps and made her breasts pert, but it was a feeling quickly softened by Jeremy’s hands that came up to adore her. Sophia moaned and tipped her head back further, so that it rested on Jeremy’s shoulder as his fingers explored her body.
Sometimes, they trailed across her breasts, and through the valley between them. Then he would squeeze her, making her gasp, before those hands traveled down her hips.
One hand traveled further south still, reaching between her legs. Sophia felt his booted foot slide one of her feet to the side, widening her stance. It meant that when his fingers traveled to her core, they found her easily.
The first touch was a light one, but the pleasure was strong still. It had her arching back against him, urging him on.
“More, Jeremy,” she pleaded. This time, she was determined not to be afraid of what she wanted.
He growled against her skin as he kissed her neck, as if those words were all he had wanted to hear. As his fingers slipped inside of her, setting up a rhythm, Sophia bucked against that hand, wanting more of it. He drew her body into a frenzy, so that soon, sweat beaded down the valley between her breasts. Her legs were growing weak too, and she was uncertain how long she would be able to stand.
Longing to know more of him, Sophia reached back behind her, going for Jeremy’s trousers. He lifted his kisses from her neck and stopped his touches. Sophia took the opportunity to turn round and untie his trousers. He smiled at her, with such a deep smile that told of his own excitement she could have sworn it made her even weaker at the knees.
“Boots off,” she pleaded. He chuckled softly and kicked them off as she began to pull on his trousers, tugging them lower than his hips.
“I like it when you are this bold,” he whispered, moving his lips to hers again. “Never be afraid of doing this, Sophia.”
Sophia felt empowered by his words. She had never been this courageous with her husband. The simple truth was, that she hadn’t wanted to be. Lovemaking had been a chore, something that was done. It was not thrilling like this.
Lovemaking… that is what it feels like this time.
As Jeremy kissed her, Sophia pulled his trousers lower, just low enough so that his length was revealed, and she could reach for him. Her first touch was experimental, reminiscent of how she had touched him their first night together. When he moaned into their kiss, she took hold of him, wrapping her hand around his length before she set up a rhythm.
Soon, he was tipping his head back from their kiss. Short, stuttered breaths escaped his lips, betraying the pleasure he was feeling.
“You cannot do that for too long, Sophia,” he whispered with a soft laugh. “There is much more I want to do first, and you are quickly making me…” He broke off as another deep moan escaped him. Sensing how close she could bring him to his edge, she released him, and held up her hands in innocence. “Such an innocent look,” he said mischievously, before pressing his lips to hers again.
Sophia wrapped her arms around Jeremy’s waist, then curled her hands up toward his shoulder blades. She indulged in the touch of his muscles beneath her fingers, and the way his body was pressed to hers, not wanting this moment to end.
I will commit every second of this to my memory! So that I may relieve it in dreams.
