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“When you touched my foot under the table, I was… surprised,” she stammered.
He raised his eyebrows and grinned at her.
“Did you like it? I don’t want you to think I’ve overstepped the mark. But we’ve got an act to maintain,” he said.
“Just like in the theater,” she put in, and he nodded, edging a little closer to her and raising his hand to her cheek.
“But even the best performers must practice regularly to ensure their act is… the best it can be,” he continued.
Eloise’s heart was beating fast. She thought back to the moment they shared in the shrubbery and the feelings she had experienced in the theater. That sense of intimacy was unexpected, but not unwelcome. She had not realized she would feel like this towards him, even as she reminded herself it was just an act.
“You’re right. We must maintain the act, mustn’t we?” she agreed, as his fingers ran down her cheek and over her neckline.
“It’s very important to appear just as we’re meant to. It wouldn’t look real, otherwise.” He edged a little closer towards her again.
Eloise turned to him, and he put his arm around her waist and drew her into his embrace. She glanced nervously at the door, imagining Jackson’s uncle bursting into the room, or one of the servants coming to tend the fire or check the candles.
“I suppose…” she began, but he smiled at her.
“Don’t worry. Isn’t it a little exciting to imagine being caught?” he purred, and Eloise blushed once again.
The thought was exciting. He pulled the shoulder of her dress down, exposing her breasts as he leaned forward to kiss her. The touch of his lips against hers caused her to let out a deep sigh, and she put her arms around him as he held her in his embrace. This was what she had desired ever since their encounter in the shrubbery. She had imagined what could be, and now she wanted only to give in to her desires. This was not an act, nor a mere ruse. It felt real – all too real.
“I’ve thought about it a lot. It’s what I’ve wanted,” she whispered.
“And it’s what I’ve wanted, too,” he murmured as he brought his lips to her neck, simultaneously fondling her breasts.
Eloise arched her back, allowing the sensation of his touch to fill her. She had never felt like this before, at one with another person, a connection of intimate depth. It was quite extraordinary. Their lips met once again as Jackson pulled at her dress, exposing her skin to the warmth of the glowing fire.
“It’s more than an act,” she panted, as their lips parted.
“I know it is,” he hummed.
He laid her back on the chaise lounge, and she raised her arms above her head, allowing his hands to caress her body as his lips kissed her breasts and down the length of her body. She knew now what was coming, and she felt him stiffening in his breeches. He paused for a moment to remove his shirt, exposing his smooth chest and the thin trail of hair tracing a line to his belt. He looked up at her with a mischievous smile on his face.
“I want it,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion, and he nodded.
His hands pulled at the last vestiges of her dress so that she was entirely exposed to his pleasure. He pulled off his breeches so that he, too, was exposed. He kneeled in front of her, kissing her thighs as his hands ran up the length of her leg. Eloise gasped at his touch. His tongue searched her out, filling her with a warmth that caused her whole body to shudder.
“Like that?” he asked, and she nodded, hardly able to speak in the throes of ecstasy that filled her.
“Just like that,” she moaned, as his fingers joined his tongue in pleasuring her.
It was almost too much to bear, and again she moaned, placing her hands on his head, holding him there as his tongue continued its playful dance. A sudden heat filled her with a feeling so intense it overwhelmed her. He brought his lips to hers, kissing her as he eased himself inside her, his full length bringing them as one together. It was like nothing she had ever imagined, pleasure and pain at once, whilst the look on his face was such that she knew he, too, felt just the same. She clung to him, their lips pressed together as he bucked his hips back and forth.
“This is what you’ve wanted, isn’t it?” he gasped, pulling her closer towards him.
“Yes, oh… yes…” was all she could let out, as his rhythm became faster, and his climax seemed to approach.
Eloise could do nothing but be overwhelmed by the remarkable sensations now filling her. Her loins were burning, her head was spinning, and now Jackson grunted as his seed flooded her and the two of them collapsed together on the chaise lounge, panting and breathless. He pressed his lips to hers, clinging to her as Eloise lay back, hardly able to believe what had just occurred.
“Did you enjoy that?” he whispered, kissing her on the neck as they parted their embrace. Eloise sat back and smiled.
“I did.” She glanced again at the door, feeling certain someone must have heard them.
“It was all I imagined it would be,” he said, pulling on his shirt and breeches.
“You’d thought about it, too?” she asked, and he nodded.
