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He brought her down to the beach and walked around a large mound of rocks to find a sheltered area next to a pool of sea water, within it swam a few fish. A crab or two skittered among the rocks and Letty was glad that she held no fear of them.
Bertram seated her on a rock and then sat beside her, holding her hand.
“I come here when I need to think sometimes.”
She looked around, “It looks very peaceful.”
“Yes it is.” He looked at her, blue eyes shining, “I never thought I’d ever share this place with anyone again.”
Her heart squeezed. “Again?”
His lips twisted wryly. “I brought Victoria with me a few times.”
Letty nodded, looking at the ground. She felt a well of gratitude that Bertram trusted her with his secrets. Somehow she didn’t feel jealous that his first wife had been here as well.
She reached out and squeezed his hand. “I’m sorry that you and George lost her.”
He smiled, turning to face her. “You know that sometimes I talk to her. I told her about you and I think that she approves.”
Letty smiled. “Or you hope she does.”
He shook his head. “Perhaps, but I truly think that she would like you.”
“That’s the best compliment you could pay me.”
He leaned close, his eyes dropping to her mouth before he looked back into her eyes. “I am going to kiss you now.”
She nodded, leaning towards him and sighed with pleasure as he took her lips with his. The moved together, tasting each other languidly, in no hurry to deepen their connection into something that they could not consummate.
Bertram’s warm hands caressed up and down her back, pulling her closer to him and holding her tight. She felt cradled in his arms and safe for the first time in years. If he asked it of her, she would have given him her whole self.
But he was as much a gentleman as he claimed to be and pulled back, breathing hard, his eyes dark with desire. His hands came up to cup her cheek, before rubbing up and down as if wanting to just feel the softness of her skin on his palm. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and suckled it into his mouth before letting it go and placing little nips and bites along her jaw, down to her chin.
“Want you so much,” he murmured burying his hands in her hair.
She sighed with contentment but also arousal as her nipples pebbled and an unfamiliar wetness dribbled between her thighs.
“I think I want you too. Please…” she didn’t know what she was pleading for but she wanted more of his touch, of his mouth and his hands.
She placed her palms flat on his chest, rubbing up and down, reveling in the hardness of his muscles. She stuck her tongue out and licked a stripe along his neck. He gasped, inclining his neck to give her more room. Very boldly, she undid the first two buttons of his shirt, so that she had more of his neck at her disposal. She buried her head in his neck, suckling hard as he gasped and jerked.
Slowly, her hand trailed downward until it was just hovering over the tent in his breeches. She looked down at it and then up into his eyes. He stared back, panting hard, pupils dilated with lust it was as if his eye was all pupil.
He leaned forward, mouth open and swallowed her own whole, planting open mouthed hungry kisses along her upper and lower lip, her cheeks, her chin. Her hand dropped lower, landing on his hardness and they both gasped.
She bent her fingers, massaging him gently. His hips jerked, pushing his arousal deeper into her hand. She trembled with fear, elation and excitement wanting to do more but not knowing what to do.
He turned his body so that they were facing each other and then reached for her, lifting her into his lap. Her breath escaped with an audible sound as she sat directly on his iron rod. She squirmed in his lap and he made a sound as if the air had been punched right out of him, his face pained.
“Are you well?” she asked, concerned.
“No. But I don’t mind.” He grinned at her, before biting his bottom lip as his eyes landed on hers. He cupped her head in his hands and plundered her mouth with ruthless efficiency, taking and taking with relentless determination. She was only too happy to give him all of her, clinging helplessly onto his muscular arms as her mind whirled giddily.
She wanted more but didn’t know how to ask. His hands trailed downward from her cheek to her neck, squeezing gently before drifting further down to cup her breast, kissing her all the while.
Her breasts seemed to be crying out for his touch, so loudly she was surprised he could not hear them. Much to her disappointment, he pulled away from her lips but then before she could protest, he was latching onto her muslin-covered breast and suckling diligently.
The sensation was unlike any other she had ever experienced, her gown growing wet and hot from his saliva as her nipples peaked. She threw her head back, mouth open and moaned, thankful for the roar of the waves that covered the hungry sounds she was making.
