Page 40 of Lord of Mischief
She would have continued to the inevitable conclusion, but Freddie whispered, “Stop.”
Lifting her head, she saw the glaze of passion in his eyes.His face was flushed.He pulled her to him and took her lips once more.
Now it was his turn to play with laces and buttons.Eve’s breasts were soon released from the confines of her gown and chemise.The cool early evening air made her nipples hard.
She whimpered as Freddie took them between his fingertips and gave them a gentle twist.He lowered his head and took the nipple of her right breast into his mouth.He suckled.Gently at first, then harder.His hand slid up her skirt, and she opened her legs wider as he slipped his thumb inside her heat.
“Oh, Freddie.That feels so good,” she whispered.
As he stroked her wet passage, she reached out and took a hold of his hard member a second time.The air in the stall grew heated.The only sounds in the stables were the soft groans from the two lovers and the occasional swish of a horse’s tail.
Eve rolled over onto her back and lifted her skirts.Her womanhood was completely naked to his gaze.She was his for the taking.
“Eve,” he murmured.
He sat back on his haunches, and for the first time she sensed he was hesitant to come to her.She nodded.This was a major moment.Once he had taken her, there would be no going back.They would be forever bound together.
“It’s alright.I am ready,” she said.
A look passed over his face, which gave her pause.Was he unsure?She held her breath, only releasing it when he finally nodded.They were going to finally become one.
He pulled his trousers down, freeing his erection.Eve licked her lips.Her whole body ached for him.
He straddled her and kissed her once more.She put her heart and soul into the kiss.This was the moment.Her maidenhead was about to become his prize, but this would be her victory.
She tried to take hold of his manhood once more, but Freddie inexplicably pushed her hand away.He pulled back from her and his head dropped.
Their faces were close.She searched his gaze, desperate for answers.
“I am ready.Make me yours,” she urged.
He closed his eyes and stilled over her.His breathing began to slow.“I can’t do this.”
A cold dagger of disappointment pierced her heart.She did her best to push the pain away.For all his reckless behavior in London, at the very moment they should be making love, Freddie had decided to be a gentleman.
“It’s alright.I want to give myself to you now.I don’t want to wait until the wedding,” she said.
He rolled off her.She watched in stunned silence as he got to his feet and began to button up the front of his trousers.He offered her his hand, but Eve refused it.“Are you really going to tell me you are that much of a prude you will wait until our wedding day to take my virginity?”The anger of rejection was edged on her words.
He puffed out his cheeks.“There is not going to be a wedding.I don’t want you.The game was fun while it lasted, but I never signed up for marrying you.You only set your sights on me to annoy your sister.You don’t really love me.”
He wouldn’t meet her gaze and turned his head away as Eve began to cry.
“You should get dressed as soon as possible and return to the house,” he said.
And with that he was gone, leaving Eve still in a state of undress on the pile of straw.She closed her eyes as her world crumbled around her.
