Chapter Ten #2
“I’ll wager she isn’t decent since she’s my mistress.” The barrister gave her a charming grin with a wink. Immediately, a blush filled the maid’s cheeks. “You may go, Polly. I’ll see that Mrs. Knight is well taken care of.”
“Oh, but I—”
Constance nodded. “It’s all right, Polly.
” When she pushed herself into an upright sitting position, the water sloshed.
Before she met him, she would have been scrambling to cover her nakedness, but he must have corrupted her too thoroughly, for she didn’t feel any sort of anxiety.
“He means no harm, and he would have come up anyway. He’s quite stubborn. ”
“And I’m here to spend time with you,” he told Constance.
Polly nodded. “Ring if you should have need.” Then she scuttled out of the room. The door to the corridor snicked softly as it closed.
Constance eyed him with suspicion as trembles of need went through her lower belly. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you. It’s been too long.” While he approached the bathtub, he removed his jacket of sapphire superfine. “How have you been?”
“Well enough. The modiste finished with all the clothes you urged me to order. They were delivered this morning, so you will receive an invoice before too long.”
“That is to be expected. I can’t wait to see you in them…
and out of them.” Then he removed his cuffs, tossed them onto the bed where his jacket landed, and he rolled his shirtsleeves up to his elbows, which never failed to make her heart beat faster.
“I don’t mind spending coin when the reward is being able to spend time with you. ”
“Apparently whenever you want?” One of her eyebrows arched, for as much as she liked having him near, she didn’t enjoy the not knowing.
“That was the arrangement, and besides, with my schedule, I can never be certain when I’ll have free time.” He sat on the edge of the tub and peered down at her. “Also, I wanted you to be the first to know that I must argue a case before the courts tomorrow. I’m nervous.”
She scooped water into her cupped hand and splashed it over her upper body. When he followed the water with his gaze, a shiver of need went down her spine. “Knowing what I do about you and your work, I have every confidence you will convince them to rule as you want.”
“Ha. Why do I think you are a more receptive audience, though?” Despite the teasing in his tone, worry shadowed his eyes. “But I appreciate your belief in my abilities.”
Despite the fact her hand was wet, she took his, threaded their fingers together. “You are good at what you do, Gregory. Never doubt that. However, I do have one regret.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I wish I could see you in your element while in court.”
The delicate skin at the corners of his eyes crinkled with a grin. “Perhaps you should dress as a man and slip into the gallery that overlooks the courtroom.”
“I might do that. What an adventure it would be.”
“And afterward, I could have my reward by removing the breeches from your legs and having my way with you.” Before she had time to react, he moved then sat on the stool that sat at the end of the tub.
When he put his lips to the shell of her ear, he whispered, “But for now, since you are already naked, I’ll have to content myself with teasing you beyond measure.
Only then will I lay claim to your delicious body. ”
She couldn’t help her grin. “Why do I have the feeling you came to call only for that?”
“I guess we’ll never know.” Seconds later, he massaged her shoulders and neck.
The feelings left behind were quite sublime. How did the man seem to have magic in his fingertips? Before she knew it, her eyes fluttered closed and she relaxed. “This is wonderful.”
“I’ll wager it is.” His lips brushed her nape with every word. “I’m feeling particularly masculine this evening, and randy as hell.”
A low and smoky chuckle left her throat. “Aren’t you always?”
“Yes, but now I want the release to help put me in the correct mindset for tomorrow.”
“I see.” Leaning back further into his care, she said, “What are you going to do to accomplish that?” But she knew. Of course she did, and she couldn’t wait to join with him. Though they had enjoyed coupling many times since beginning the relationship, she couldn’t have enough of him.
“Well, to begin, I’m going to work your body over thoroughly, and will send you flying, hopefully more than once.”
Excitement mixed with slight anxiety, which caused her eyes to blink open. “Here? Now?”
“Yes, why not?”
“I’m in the bath, Gregory.”
“So you are, which makes you both vulnerable and practically begging me to pleasure you.” He kissed her nape. “In this way, I’ll give you a different experience.”
Gooseflesh raced over her skin while her nipples tightened into hard peaks. “Only if you let me return the favor.” It was far past time to put tit for tat.
He snorted. “Meaning?”
“Let me orally pleasure you.” Glancing over her shoulder at him, she couldn’t help but smile. “It’s only fair, don’t you think?”
Desire darkened his gray eyes. “You may, of course, unless I wring every bit of strength out of you right now.” As he spoke, he put a hand beneath the water line to skim over one of her nipples.
When her breath caught, he chuckled. “I’ll wager you won’t last.” Then he continued to slide his hand down her torso, over her belly, her mons, then nestled his fingers between her thighs without regard to the sleeve of his shirt that was hopelessly wet. “Shall we begin?”
“Have I ever bid you nay?” What did that say about her?
“No, but I don’t ever want to force it.” With his other hand, he bedeviled her other breast and nipple. “God, I love how you feel.”
Constance didn’t respond, for she couldn’t form words, yet her heart skipped a queer little beat.
It was concerning and she would need to analyze it later, but for the time being, her brain was inundated with pleasure.
Not caring how it made her look, she surrendered into his care and let him sweep her away with the sensations only he could give.
What a life it would be if he were hers for the duration.
Oh, Connie, what are you doing?