Page 35 of Seduced by an Irresistible Lady
“So it’s here,” he said, opening his closed fist to show the small case.
“Will it sting?” she asked.
“Pretty much, but that will be over in a bit.”
She nodded her head. Dr Frederick opened the case and used his index and middle finger to scoop a bit of the ointment. The smell rose to his nose. He saw Miss Helena breath out noisily too. He held her foot just above the ankle.
“Are you ready?” he said softly.
She nodded.
He placed the ointment on her ankle and used both hands to rub it in vigorously. Her leg shook as he rubbed and squeezed all over her ankle. Miss Helena yelped at first, but she quickly sealed her mouth. She inhaled and exhaled consciously, her breath caressing Dr Frederick’s cheek as he massaged her ankle.
When he looked at her eyes, she could only manage a glimpse before dropping her eyes again. As she dropped her eyes, her head bent lower, allowing Dr Frederick a glimpse into her cleavage as the neckline of her gown dropped. The beginning of the mounds of her breasts was pure white. Dr Frederick imagined how white and flawless her bosom would be. He imagined their soft feel in the skin of his palm. He imagined the dark areola sure to surround her nipple and the fleshy softness of her nipple in his mouth. He rubbed the swollen ankle a bit causing her to whimper. The gentle sound of her voice was like the ocean’s cool breeze. Dr Frederick was suddenly desperate to satiate his imagination. In a ruse to see into her cleavage, he pulled her foot closer, pushing his head closer to her. His face was directly opposite hers. His eyes met hers before dipping into the gentle split evident under the neckline of her gown. Her smell was sweet like exotic perfume and salty like the ocean, and this was too much for Dr Frederick. He closed his eyes and only her touch on his arm made him slam his eyelids open again. He saw the want in her eyes too before she broke their eye contact.
Or is that something else?
When he was done, he dropped the ankle gently. Only then did he realise that she had placed her hands around his shoulders.
“Just sit down for a bit; the pain will subside,” he said. Dr Frederick wasn’t so sure that she had put them there because of pain.
Miss Helena nodded but removed only her left arm. Her right hand she dropped to his elbow and held it there gently. He felt a tingling sensation in the skin under her fingers. Her palm was soft.
Even a tight hold from her creates a soft caressing feel.
He didn’t want her to remove her hand. Till he finally stood, she didn’t.
“Oh Doctor, I forgot to introduce you to my friends,” Miss Helena said.
“No, let me,” Lady Lavinia butted in.
“Of course, you know me, but let me give you a formal introduction. I am Lady Lavinia Audley, the last daughter and child of the Earl of Albemarle. I’m as beautiful as I am outspoken, even you can attest to that,” she said.
Dr Frederick laughed. Miss Helena shook her head.
“These are my cousins, Abigail and Alistair Boroughs. They are twins, obviously. They came over from Ireland to spend the holiday with me,” Lady Lavinia said pointing to the young man and woman he had already decided were twins.
“And this is Prince Drew McAllister. He’s from Ireland too, came with my cousins,” Lady Lavinia said. She walked to him and wrapped her right hand around the Prince’s arm unconsciously. Dr Frederick looked quickly to Miss Helena before returning his gaze to Lady Lavinia. Miss Helena’s eyes were on the lock of their arm.
She noticed just as he did. This was the man I saw with her that day by the tree. They are definitely in some kind of relationship.
The Prince extended his right hand for a handshake. Dr Frederick shook his hand. It was bigger than his, and the grip was firm.
“It’s nice meeting you Doctor …” the Prince said in a very Irish accent.
The doctor sounded like doctuh.
“Frederick, Dr Frederick,” he completed for the Prince.
“Although it would have been much preferred if we had met in less injurious circumstances,” the Prince said looking at Miss Helena. Dr Frederick grinned.
This is certainly an injurious circumstance.
Dr Frederick turned and bent back down to Miss Helena.
“Your friends are nice folk.”
He reduced his voice to a bare whisper.
