Chapter 10 #2
He did not need to reply in words: his actions were enough. Stepping forward with such passion that Adena was forced to step backwards, Luke pinned her against the door and took full possession of her mouth as his hands returned to her hips, that favourite place.
They could have spent all night there, murmuring love and affection betwixt the sweetest of kisses, but as Luke clutched at her even more tightly, Adena felt a familiar hardness between his legs.
Luke dropped his face down with an almost embarrassed smile. “Look at what you do to me, you brazen woman.”
“I would say you are the one who is brazen,” Adena corrected him, returning his smile. “This time, it is I who will lead you. Come, follow me.”
She forced him to take a step backwards so she could open the door, and they stepped into the empty hallway.
“Where are we going?” Luke asked, with a hint of confusion and nervousness in his voice
Adena smiled. “Why, to my bedchamber of course. Have you not been longing to make love to me on an actual bed?”
It was fortunate that there was no painting hanging on the wall just outside the drawing room door, for they would surely have knocked it from the wall as Luke thrust her against the wall and kissed her neck with such fervour that Adena gasped aloud.
“Adena, you temptress, we cannot,” Luke groaned heavily against her neck as she entwined her hands around his neck.
“Why not?” She returned in a whisper, allowing a mischievous smile to dance across her face. “Rowena and her parents are away this evening, at a ball a few miles away. All but one maid and a footman are gone, and they are surely busy. We are completely alone.”
Luke hesitated for a moment and stared into her eyes, as though attempting to read her thoughts. Finally he said, “You truly want this?”
Adena smiled. “Am I to be your wife?”
“How can you ask that?”
“And I would ask the same question,” she returned swiftly, and taking one of his hands in hers, brought it to her breast.
Luke groaned once more, and muttered, “Lead the way then, Adena, or I shall take you right here on this floor, and then God help us!”
Laughing, Adena ran up the stairs with her love in hot pursuit.
They almost made it to her bedroom without succumbing to their desire to taste each other once again, and Luke almost had his shirt removed by the time that they finally shut the door behind them and enclosed themselves in a true sanctuary.
It did not stay on for long. Adena ran her fingers over his collarbone, down the wiry hair across his chest, and moaned quietly.
“I did not have the chance to take a proper look at you before,” she whispered. “My, but I had missed out!”
“And so have I,” said Luke in a growl. “I want to spend our entire honeymoon completely naked, just enjoying the sight of you.”
Adena laughed. “Enough talk, we have the rest of our lives to talk.”
She pulled him towards the bed and fell on top of him, her hair falling over him like a fire.
“We have the rest of our lives to do this, too,” he pointed out, but she claimed his mouth with her own.
“Perhaps,” she said eventually. “But right now, I want you more than I want your conversation.”
She could feel the damp heat between her legs again, and this time, she knew what delights were in store for her. Arching her back upwards, she gave a little moan as Luke nuzzled his way down her neck and towards those tempting breasts, barely hidden now as they hung heavy towards him.
“I love you,” he murmured as he rolled her onto her back. “I love you so much.”
Adena took in his swollen lips, swollen from the fierceness of his passion, the darkness of the stubble on his cheeks, thicker now since when she had first beheld it, and felt the hardness of his desire pushing up through his britches, through her gown.
“I have to – I have to have you now!” She gasped.
Luke smiled, and gently pulled at the ribbon to allow her gown to fall open, revealing her heaving breasts. “There is plenty of time for that – I want to make this last for you.”
But Adena was having none of that. Rolling over once more, she straddled him and stared at him fiercely, fiery red hair flowing down her neck and grazing her nipples as her gown fell open.
“No,” she said firmly, panting slightly. “I want you now. Right now, Luke!”
Who was he to say no? He could have taken her up against the wall downstairs in that drawing room if he had allowed himself to be overcome by his desire for her, and he was in no position to protest.
“Sit up on your knees,” Luke instructed her, and moaned aloud as the movement made her breasts jiggle up and down. He tugged at his britches and pulled them off, lying beneath her completely naked. “Now come here.”
Adena lowered herself down, slowly at first as though frightened of hurting him, but she soon settled happily on him as she glorified in the feeling of his hardness against her softness.
“I do not know – I do not know what to do,” she mumbled, eyes wide with confusion but completely trusting.
Luke grinned. “Instinct will take over, after a point. Here.”
He sat up and brought one of those stunning nipples into his mouth, and she cried out with the sensation of it, causing him to jerk and stiffen even more.
She was kissing his head and clutching at his back, almost scratching him with the uncontrolled pleasure that she was experiencing, and Luke grasped at the other breast to intensify it for her.
She was growing wetter, wetter than before – the anticipation was growing in her, now that Adena knew what delights he had in store for her. He was almost slick with it, and in a swift movement his hands grasped at her bottom under the billowing skirts, and raised her onto him.
“Oh!” Adena’s eyes widened as she felt him enter her, but there was no pain there; he had made sure of that with the near climax he had given her through her breasts. “Oh, Luke!”
Tilting his face up, she leaned down and kissed him passionately, and for a moment he allowed her to stay there, straddling him and encompassing him in her tightness.
But eventually he could not stop himself, and he allowed his hands to move to her waist underneath her gown, groaning into her mouth at the feeling of her sweet flesh.
Now that his hands were not restraining her, Adena’s hips naturally began to move, the kiss working up in her the instincts that Luke knew would take over.
It was impossible to remain upright, he simply couldn’t do it. Luke fell backwards on the bed but Adena was now in her stride, rising and falling, rising and falling and he could not take his eyes off her beautiful face and bouncing breasts.
“God, Adena, I love you!” Luke groaned. “Yes, faster, faster!”
She did not seem able to hear him, her eyes were closed with the ecstasy of the feeling of him, but this time she was in complete control, and she slowed down slightly with a growing smile.
“No, Adena – oh God, you wanted it now, take me!”
Luke had never considered himself as someone to beg. He never had before – and he never would with anyone else. But this was Adena, sweetest gift of his life, and ardently possessive woman.
She was the one in control now.
“I can feel it building,” Adena cried, and her eyes snapped open. “Oh, Luke, I can feel it!”
“Let it happen,” he shouted, “Adena, yes, yes!”
They came together, and it was almost like a cascade of climax that swept them both aside, leaving them nothing but pure and delightful sensations that overwhelmed them both.
After a period of time that Luke could not even have guessed at, Adena collapsed onto his chest, her breasts heavy and her breath short.
“That,” she whimpered, “was incredible.”
Luke tried to catch his breath, and laughed. “And it will not be our last.”
There had been little conversation after that. Neither of them had the brainpower for it, but at mutual agreement, they both stripped off what little clothes they still had on, and nestled under the blankets, completely naked, as happily as if the vicar had already declared them man and wife.
For, as Luke said, could they be more to each other than husband and wife?
Luke fell asleep quickly, but he was in for a rude awakening. Not five hours after their eyes had succumbed to sleep, a raucous banging was heard from the hallway.
“Adena? Adena, wake up!”
Luke awoke with a jolt, and stared wide-eyed and panicked at Adena.
“The Kerrs!” She whispered horrified. “They are back – and they want me?”
“What should I do?” Luke whispered anxiously. “I am completely naked here, Adena, I have no time to dress and hide!”
“Then just hide,” said Adena firmly. “My dressing room, go!”
Grasping at his clothes and moving as quickly and quietly as he could through the door at which Adena pointed, Luke closed it with a snap, seconds before a loud bang declared that Adena’s bedroom door had been thrown open.
“Is she here?” Luke heard a woman’s voice cry out in panic, and then Adena’s reply.
“Who?”
“Rowena, of course!” The woman must be Mrs Kerr, Luke guessed. Why was she looking for her daughter in Adena’s bedchamber?
It appeared that Adena had a similar question. “Why would Rowena be here, I thought she was with you?”
There were more bangs in the house, and Luke tried desperately to dress himself without making a sound.
“She has gone!” The woman’s voice sounded hysterical. “She has gone, Adena, and look – she has left a note!”
Luke paused, half in, half out of his britches. Gone?
“My dearest parents, do not be alarmed,” he heard Adena’s voice as she read. “I am quite well and safe, and have gone…have gone to Gretna Green to be married – ”
The woman who must surely be Mrs Kerr cried out in a dry sob.
“ – married at once, so there is no hope in attempting to follow me,” Adena’s voice continued. “My God, Mrs Kerr, you must after her at once!”
“That is where her father has gone – he is to London in the carriage, but I thought she may be with you!”
Luke pulled his britches up and buttoned them. Well, well: an elopement in the house.
“Go and ride to the coach house,” he heard Adena say. “Or better yet, go there yourself! Find out which coach they got, whither it was bound!”
“Yes,” murmured the voice distracted for a moment. “That is a sound idea, Miss Garland – you do not mind if we take the servants with us? You will be quite alone for the rest of the night, but we could ask door to door, see if – ”
“That is an excellent idea,” came Adena’s firm tone, and Luke grinned. He did not need to see her to know that look. “I will stay here, in case she comes back.”
“Bless you child, bless you!”
There was another slam of a door, a moment of silence, and then: “Luke?”
Luke quietly opened the door back into the bedroom, and crept into bed with his fiancée. “An elopement and an engagement, all in the same night!”
Adena welcomed him with open arms, and snuggled into him. “Indeed. We shall have to be up at the crack of dawn to start looking for her.”
Luke sighed. “Life is never going to be dull with you, is it?”
He caught the answering smile on Adena’s lips, and it warmed his heart like nothing else.
“No,” she admitted, grinning. “But as long as we are never marooned again, I think we will do quite well.”
“And even then,” he murmured in her ear, drawing her close.
Adena sighed. “Even then.”