Page 87 of Lord of Mischief
“Come on, let’s get as far away from here as we can.Who is to say they don’t have other accomplices who could come to their aid?”asked Freddie.
Eve squeezed his hand.Freddie led her over to his horse that was tethered to a nearby tree.He soon had both of them on the horse’s back and riding away from the carriage.
As they rode, Eve let her head fall forward.With her arms wrapped around Freddie’s waist she let more tears fall.
A few miles down the road, they came across a small farming village.In the middle of the village was a coaching inn.Freddie rode into the yard.A stable hand took the reins of Freddie’s horse and they both dismounted.
“We shall stay here for tonight.I expect you could do with some sleep and to wash the dust from the road out of your hair,” he said.
As they reached the door of the inn, Eve pulled back on Freddie’s hand.She ushered him to one side.“I don’t have any money.They took me from your bedroom.All I have is the clothes I am standing in.
I doubt that the innkeeper will extend us credit,” she said.
Freddie smiled.He leant forward, and for a moment she thought he was going to kiss her.She wished desperately that he would.After all that she had endured, she ached for him to take her in his arms.
“I have money.Thomas came to see me in London the day before you disappeared.I am back somewhat in favor with my parents.I am flush again with funds.Fear not, my love.You shall eat within the hour and sleep in a proper bed with me tonight.I shall have word sent to your family.”
The innkeeper was more than happy to accommodate the young wedded couple who arrived on his doorstep asking for a room.His son, a strapping big lad, brought a metal bath up to Eve and Freddie’s room and soon had it filled with warm water.Eve looked longingly at the tub and the small bar of soap which sat on a nearby table.She couldn’t wait to bathe.
After he was gone, Freddie took an exhausted Eve and stripped her naked.He helped her to stand in the bath and with a fresh cloth began to wash her.“Let me attend to your needs, my love.I have a particular gift for the lady’s toilette,” he said.
His hands tenderly washed the grime and fear from her body.Butterfly kisses were trailed up the back of her leg and along the small of her back.
It was late autumn, but she shivered not from the cold.She was alive.She had never felt so much alive.Her hero had rescued her from an uncertain fate.And now she was standing before him while he tended to her needs.The only need he had not met was the slowly building sexual heat within her body.Every stroke of the washcloth sent tremors of expectation through her.
When she was clean, he helped her from the bath.He slowly began to dry her damp body.He wiped her face, then wrapped the towel around her, and pulled her to him.He held her face in his hands and their gazes met.
‘I am sorry I didn’t listen to you.I put us both in danger,” she said.
“We will talk later.Just know that I would die before I let anything happen to you.You are my world,” he said.
His lips descended upon hers in a fiery kiss that confirmed his words.No man would ever kiss her like Freddie did.She belonged to him.Only him.
He pulled her roughly against him.Through the thin towel she could feel the hardness of his erection.
Her fingers slipped down to touch the front of his trousers.She gave a gentle squeeze of his manhood, his appreciative groan telling her his mind and hers were as one.
He released her from the kiss and stepped back, taking the towel with him.“Let me finish attending to your needs, my lady.”
The gruff edge to his voice matched the passion shining in his eyes.Freddie knelt before her and once more placed butterfly kisses on her body.When his tongue touched the outside of her mound, Eve gasped.His fingers gently opened her to him, and his tongue swept inside.Her breath shuddered as he speared into her with strong, deep strokes.Her hands rested on his head, his hair entangled in her fingers.
When he teased her to the point she now knew so well, Eve pushed him back onto his heels.“Your lady commands you take her to bed and show her how good you really are at serving her.”
He needed no further instruction.
