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Please, God, let it be that I am acting correctly.
A large bonfireroared by the lake, popping and crackling, small lights dancing skyward like fireflies she’d once seen in Scotland in the sky. The night air was beautiful and soothing, with crickets chirping in the distance and a gentle breeze swaying the trees and creating the perfect melody of night sounds. Felicity reposed against her soon-to-be husband, her back flushed to his chest, his arms banded across her midriff, holding her delightfully close. Phineas was leaning against the trunk of a large tree, caging her between his legs, and a very large and warm blanket wrapped around them, and several more padding beneath their bodies. They had been outside for several minutes, watching the stars and the burning bonfire, basking in each other’s presence.
“I owe your mother an apology,” Phineas said, kissing into the curve of Felicity’s neck. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him greater ease to tempt her toward pleasure.
“Mama was not uncomfortable, and I believe she deftly fielded the dowager countess’s probing questions.”
Phineas grunted softly but made no further comment. Felicity and her mother had only returned to his estate early this morning. At dinner a few hours ago, the dowager countess had graced them with her presence. When she had asked mama about her husband’s health, and if he could spare his daughter and wife being away from him, her mother had faltered for a moment.
“My husband is at peace, my daughter and I greatly miss him.”
Her reply had not been a falsehood, and Felicity had sent her mother a smile of apology across the table.
“Did traveling to London lessen your worry?” he asked with unexpected gruffness.
“Yes,” she said softly, lacing their fingers together. It did not surprise her that he was very aware that she had a matter troubling her heart. “I visited 48 Berkeley Square and had a long chat with Theo and Lucinda.”
“Your lady’s club sounds interesting.”
“We have a wagering board similar to the wager book you have at White’s.”
He lightly nipped her ear. “I am intrigued. What do ladies wager on?”
“Many naughty and fun things.” Lifting his hands to her mouth, she gently kissed his knuckles. “We are getting married tomorrow, Phineas.”
His lips curved, and he nuzzled her ear. “I know.”
“Should we not simply tell your grandmother that my name is Felicity?”
“She will hear it well enough when we exchange our vows tomorrow.”
“You do not wish to upset her,” she said, closing her eyes tightly, hating the feeling prickling at her heart. How did his grandmother bear the guilt of lying to her grandson and causing him so much worry about her health? The whole situation was farcical.
“Should she ask me about it, I will, of course, inform her about the entire matter, or not. It is my business and mine only,” he said. “I missed you when you were gone.”
“There is no need to sound so disgruntled about it.”
“You were only gone for a few days. Should I celebrate that I hungered after you every night, and even in the days I found myself like a fool listening for your laughter in the hallways?”
She turned in the cage of his arms. “Yes.” Lifting a hand to his jaw, Felicity murmured, “I missed you too, Phineas.”
She kissed his mouth, infusing her deep love in her embrace. Their tongues twined together, and she basked in the sweet, languorous ache of arousal that shivered through her. Felicity also liked the position of sitting atop Phineas. It allowed her to urge his neck back and trail kisses along his throat. She unknotted his cravat and the top buttons of his shirt with shaking fingers. When they parted, she nipped along the corded muscles of his throat, loving his groan of pleasure.
She gripped the edges of the blanket and drew it over her head, shimmering down his body.
“Woman,” he began, only to groan when she bit into the muscles of his chest through his clothes.
Enveloped in the dark cocoon of the blankets over her head, she felt around until she found the flap of his trousers and freed his manhood from it. Phineas sucked in a sharp breath and stilled. Felicity wished she could see the thick, hardened length in her hands; instead, she stroked it, thinking how different yet wonderful the male was.
His cock pulsed and jerked in her hands, and a hiss sounded from her lover. Lowering her lips, she tentatively kissed the flared mushroom head of his manhood. Phineas groaned, thrust his hands beneath the blankets and speared his fingers through her hair. The provocative hold fueled her arousal, and acting on wanton instincts, she licked along the root of his length to the tip, where she then kissed the head as how he kissed her sex.
Phineas’s groan was guttural, and Felicity smiled before she tried to take a part of his length into her mouth. She gasped when he gripped her shoulders and hauled her up to him, spreading her so that she sat in his lap, her knees bracketing his thighs. He tugged the blanket up to her shoulders and reached between her thighs, finding her wet warmth. Phineas urged her up and positioned her over his cock, urging her hips down as his thickness breached her. With a gasp, she slowly sank onto his throbbing length, her breath hitching as her muscles quivered to take him. The pleasurable stretch, and with a soft whimper, she arched closer to him, bearing down until she had fully taken him into her body. They groaned at the same time and reached forward, kissing each other.
“Ride me,” he growled against her mouth.
Holding onto his shoulders, Felicity tried to obey his sensual command. At first, it was awkward, which lent its own desperation to the entire affair as her desire to feel him moving within her mounted. Phineas held her hips, using his wonderful strength to glide her up and down his cock, with piercing depth and arousing strength. Soon she found his rhythm, and despite the coolness of the night air, sweat slicked their skins as they glided together in a driving rhythm. All her senses became centered where they connected, the aching stretch and the ravaging pleasure. Sensation peaked low and intense until it became a fire of need. She arched wildly, and Phineas buried his face in her decolletage, sucking at the exposed skin right between her breasts, while his fingers dug into her hips as he slammed her onto his cock with exquisite passion.
Something snapped inside Felicity, and pleasure blossomed throughout her entire body. For a moment, she felt airless as if she soared, then she convulsed in his arms as ripples of delight shuddered through her. With another groan of deep pleasure, Phineas hugged her to him and emptied deep in her body.
