The Wedding Deception

by Adrienne Basso

  - You're shaking - he murmured. .

  - Because of you.

  Claire rested his head on his chest. The hair was brushing against her silk chin. He inhaled deeply. The smell of her skin started the fire desire. No say nothing, he pulled the combination of her and took her by the head. His hands slid her hips and removed the underwear. For a long moment, he is inebriated with the image of Claire naked.

  Panting, knelt, intoxicated with the musky scent. Her body throbbed ardently, her delicate flesh, pink and wet waiting mouth him.

  Your body also ached with desire, but he would wait his turn. Before, I Claire tried the perfect bliss.

  With the tongue tip, found the corner of her velvety womanhood.

  - Jasper! - Claire murmured, trying to escape the kiss. He not allowed. Laced firmly around the waist, while his tongue continued to explore its recesses moistened with gentle reverence.

  Claire breathed hard, and every time she was close to reaching orgasm, he recoiled kissing her abdomen and legs. When she calmed down, he began again to tease her with his tongue, caressing her points most sensitive and intimate. She arching body, turned her hips, moaning, clinging to his hair, dragged by the waves of pleasure that Jasper gave him. He heard her scream your name before you make a sound anticipating your delight.

  Jasper satisfied sighed and continued with the kisses and petting Claire to scream again, succumbing to the intensity of her second climax.

  He relished her contractions, whispering sweet and sexy. Numb, Claire stumbled. Jasper took her in his arms and carried her to bed.

  Carefully put it in the center of the huge bed. His face was radiant expression smooth, the body still quivering with the last spasms of pleasure. Never both wanted a woman, never experienced that strange mixture of intense lust and excessive protection. At that time, understood would never deny her anything that was within reach, including your heart.

  Your blood pulsed in his veins. Quickly, he took off his clothes, the boots, the socks, and lay down next to Claire. The desire, passionate and urgent, shouted within it. Covering her breast with one hand, he said:

  - You're mine.

  - Am. And you're mine.

  To prove his words, she came upon the swollen apex of her husband, cuddling. Her fingers were warm, the palm, soft. From Suddenly, his tongue followed his hand, sucking, licking, playing.

  Jasper clenched teeth, moaning in pleasure, almost unable to to control more. Holding her by the shoulders, made her lie down.

  Claire looked at him with eyes full of passion.

  He stood over her and penetrated her on impulse alone. Claire moaned and Jasper stopped immediately for fear of being rude. Soon, however, she settled down and arched her body.

  Jasper kissed her and their tongues touched, and when she felt her legs entwined in her hips, she knew he was ready to start the ride towards ecstasy. Moments then he got up to blow out the candles and lock the bedroom door. He wanted total privacy for the rest of the night until dawn.

  Claire I was almost asleep when he shaped his body to hers. Closing eyes, he beheld the power that was growing between them - appreciation of the qualities, the admiration of the forces, the understanding and acceptance of the weaknesses of each. This is love, he thought.

  Chapter XIII

  Claire woke before dawn. He opened his eyes and ran into Jasper staring at her with a smile. She looked away, suddenly embarrassed with the new intimacy. Never slept with a man before, nor had agreed with one at his side.

  - I thought you had already risen - she said.

  - It is too early.

  He stroked his face. His touch was sensual, his look was intense, affectionate. There was something in his eye that made her feel special.

  - I'm glad you're still not getting out.

  - Actually, I did not have much choice. You've exhausted my strength. - He made a grimace, containing laughter. - Furthermore, it was almost impossible to sleep. You, my dear wife, snores like a old sailor after three days of drinking!

  - Oh! - Claire exclaimed, slamming his pillow over his head. Laughing Jasper hid his face in his hands.

  - You will not retaliate? - She asked with a laugh.

  - Never physically attacked a woman while she still has so cruel. But I have my own means of revenge!

  Claire had no time to dodge. Jasper grabbed her by the waist and began to make you tingle. She had a fit of laughter.

  - Stop, oh, stop! I can not breathe.

  - You give up?

  - Yes .. I surrender.

  - I love when you laugh - he said, kissing her gently on the lips.

  - And I love kissing him. - So saying, she kissed him hungrily. Jasper responded immediately.

  They embraced, and their naked bodies touched hot and anxious.

  - Touch Me - Claire whispered in his ear. - I feel your hands on me. Jasper did not contest the order. Began stroking her back, hips, legs. Claire loved that feeling. Savoring every stroke, every touch, her legs parted, unafraid to show their desire and sexual needs.

  The room was warm and cozy, the bed soft and comfortable. Jasper entered her in a steady pulse, and Claire received him with a scream of passion, a cry of love. There was something majestic about the way the bodies were fused in a wave powerful sensuality. They moved in one rhythm, leading the storm of passion, aware of the needs of each, and giving receiving pleasure without reservation, as if they were one body, one single person.

  Close the time to reach the summit, Claire felt his eyes filled with tears, an intense mixture of physical pleasure and emotional depth. Your pleasure came to Jasper, and together they writhed and shuddered that explosion of light and color. Then embraced remained silent. With her head resting on his chest him, Claire heard the rapid heart beat of her husband. Your heart now. With a happy smile, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Claire looked at her husband. Jasper will not stop dictating orders from the moment they left for home towards the reception famous Vauxhall Gardens. - Will you dance with will not accept any gentleman without my approval. If you are interested in knowing the gardens, talk to me and I will accompany you. Despite being an event particular, public places are always full of freeloaders waiting for the opportunity to address decent ladies.

  - I heard that the ladies are never respected in Vauxhall Gardens after two o'clock in the afternoon - Claire remarked.

  - It's true.

  The night was perfect for an outdoor party, with the temperature nice and clear skies. But the excessive care of Jasper were becoming real hassle. He said that only agreed of attending a party in Vauxhall because the hostess was Lady Ansley, one of the most influential ladies of society.

  Whereas the strange event the night before, at the stage door, Claire understood that this would require greater caution and greater vigilance in public places. But still, I thought the concerns of Jasper excessive.

  Opened mouth to protest, but gave up. They were making the crossing of ferry to the gardens. Dusk fell quickly, but clarity of lanterns hung on the bow was reflected in the water and illuminated the features of them.

  The usual arrogance was clear on the lines of the face of Jasper, but now was tempered with concern. And the sparkle in his eyes was unmistakable love. So the boat docked, she heard the distant sound of music. Hovered in the air the scent of flowers. Jasper helped her land and holding hands, walked to the entrance.

  - Let's walk through the gardens before we made our appearance at the party - Jasper's father suggested.

  - Great idea! - Countess agreed. - I want to visit the arcades. Meredith, Jason followed her husband and the counts. Jasper and Claire were behind them. And while the brief moments of privacy, "she whispered in his ear it:

  - I love you, Jasper.

  I love you too, Jasper ...

  The Claire's words still echoed in his mind, as they danced. She also said the previous night, but this time she had added a very significant word. Also. Claire knew. Jasper was not sure he was relieved or annoyed by sh
e understood his feelings better than himself. It was disconcerting believe that the wife was so perceptive about to discover something so intimate and personal.

  - Why that smile? - Claire asked. - Did I miss something?

  You 're right. I love you. The heart of Jasper shot under the influence the finding. That was not the time nor the place appropriate for declare his feelings for the first time. Fortunately, complicated steps in music Country made the difficult conversation. It merely smile, hoping to convince her everything was fine. Claire looked at him suspiciously, but did not comment nothing more.

  Moments then lord Fairhurst was standing in the crowd, watching the dance floor. Claire danced with her father after with dance And then with Jason Marquis. For a few minutes, she would be in security. Still, I was worried. Although the party was particular, Vauxhall Gardens was considered a public place, so strangers could move freely among the guests. But it probably should be more concerned with the guests and not with strangers. With watchful eyes, peered into the crowd, suspecting Dorchester that the gentleman would be around somewhere.

  Rebecca Manning waited impatiently to get the third selection dance, before escaping the party. His father had instructed incisive the two daughters, requiring them to stay in the place reserved party, but Rebecca had no intention of obeying. Crept rapidly through the garden, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement, knowing that his father would be furious if she was discovered. Lately, however, hardly cared about the father. Another man controlled his behavior, dominated his thoughts and actions with such intensity that Rebecca hardly recognize.

  Knew Richard was wicked, but not the voice of reason warning them of the danger. The gentleman did your body burn with desire, and she ran risks absurd to please him. He was the prize she coveted, not matter the cost.

  His eyes lingered a few minutes to adjust to the darkness Lover's Walk. The lights of the party had disappeared, and the minuet notes that the orchestra performed. Following instructions Richard passed him, arrived at a bank and hidden among rocks shrubs.

  Richard not yet come. Letting out a sigh of disappointment, began to walk the tiny space. The sweet scent of honeysuckle bothered her.

  No heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and had to restrain a cry, to feel strong hands holding her from behind.

  - Are you alone?

  - Am.

  - Great. - The gentleman pushed his body into hers. Rebecca arrested breathing. She felt her nipples stiffen up and shaky legs. Her desire for him almost immediately it was always difficult to disguise.

  Tried turn to face him, waiting for a kiss, but the gentleman kept it prey.

  - We must be careful - she said gasping. - Anyone can come and surprise us.

  - I thought you liked it, Rebecca. Someone's watching. She closed his eyes, abashed, recalling the meeting earlier in the week. The servant of a gentleman, a groom, hidden in the shadows, watched it being stripped and assembled by the boss, as taking a stallion the mare.

  The inhibitions of a lifetime noise had easily cleared recently awakened by his desires. When I was with Richard, their needs, their desires, their instincts dictate his actions.

  - It was just that time - she defended herself. - Just because you agreed I asked. Just to please him.

  - Is what you say. But we both know the truth, right? You more than I liked. Leaning, He nibbled her neck. Rebecca shivered. But tried to hide. If Richard realized how much she wished it would stop with the caresses immediately, just to punish her.

  He raised the silk skirt, kneading it. Rebecca did not care. To tease her, slipped her hand between her legs. Rebecca moaned.

  From Suddenly, he pushed her. She muttered angry and frustrated. Richard ria. A sound harsh, ugly.

  - You're hot for me. But you need not have as do not do what I want. Rebecca lifted the cheese in a gesture of defiance.

  - Why should I wait? You should do everything to please me, waiting I do the favor to fulfill your request.

  The Hidalgo gritted teeth.

  - Do not push my patience! I'm not willing to listen to provocations. Rebecca deep breath.

  - What do you want?

  In His eyes came a triumphant glow. Rebecca came over and lifted head. Richard kissed her on the mouth. It was just a brush of lips, so light, so fast she thought she would have imagined.

  - I want to attract lady Fairhurst this refuge, and then let alone here. Rebecca shook his head.

  - How do I perform a task so ridiculous? Because of our history Last Fairhurst lady and I avoided each other. Actually, never were formally presented.

  - If you're so worried about the rules of good manners, search someone to do the presentations.

  Rebecca looked at him with puzzled expression.

  - Why is it necessary that Lady Fairhurst come here? Hidalgo put his hand on the nape of Rebecca, squeezing it.

  - Think, you idiot! His goal was not to humiliate Fairhurst? What best way to get revenge on the woman to commit to him? Imagine the scandal surprise Fairhurst lady in a dark corner of the garden in the arms of a man who is not her husband?

  - Are you planning to seduce her? - Jealous, she tried to extricate himself, but the gentleman did not let go. - I will not!

  - Its extremes of emotions are too tedious. - Richard squeezed more fingers at the nape of Rebecca. - Put an end to this fit of jealousy immediately. Rebecca shook. I wanted to tease him that he felt the same rage and hurt he poisoned the blood. But he restrained the impulse, fearing consequences. Up even in his moments of anger, he felt attracted to this man. Richard was an enigma to her, but so trapped in their webs, not could get rid of that crazy fascination for him.

  - You will do exactly as I say, and my plan will work. - With surprising gentleness, the gentleman has relieved the pressure of the fingers, and kissed her lightly on the neck. - Arguing is a waste of time, and cause of my patience. Got it?

  Even thinking of denying, Rebecca nodded her head.

  - Great. I'm glad to find that, after many weeks together, you finally realized that I always get what I want.

  By return to the party, the first person I met Rebecca, was his father with a glass of whiskey in his hand. From his expression, just noticed that he had drunk too much and his humor was not the best.

  - Where have you been? - Charles Manning said angrily. - I sent her Sister looking for her for over an hour.

  - Daddy, please, talk down.

  - Where have you been? - He repeated.

  - Dancing - Rebecca lied. - First with Lord Hartley, and then with Mr. Drummond.

  - Hartley talked to for ten minutes, and he did not say anything. Rebecca felt a chill in the stomach, but disguised fear.

  - It was just a dance, Dad. One of the many who danced with other couples. I'm sure that Lord Hartley thought it was so unimportant that neither remember to mention. Charles Manning squinted suspiciously.

  - I do not know why I get the feeling that you're lying, Rebecca. He grabbed her wrist, squeezing it tightly. Rebecca was afraid, but to remember Richard, almost smiled. The punishments were not the father nothing compared to the discipline of a nobleman.

  She pulled by hand.

  - I already said where I was the father. If you have difficulty accepting the truth, that is your problem.

  - Here's how to talk to me, young lady! I demand respect! Charles Manning moved so threatening, but Rebecca was not intimidated. While yelling, rampage and often harm their daughters, the place and time demanded control of behavior. Like Rebecca, Charles Manning understood very well the need to keep up appearances.

  - Oh, are you there? - Anne approached them. - I came from another side of the room wondering what you've been here with Dad.

  The voice was firm, but by the trembling hands of his sister, Rebecca realized Anne had heard that discussion. He sighed with relief. Cash needed their anger on someone. Anne was the ideal person.

  - Have you ever wondered Anne on their travels this evening?

  - Why should I?
- He took a swig of whiskey, draining some of the liquid from the corner of his mouth. - I know that Anne sat in a corner all night. I doubt that someone had invited her to dance.

  Rebecca looked at his sister and smiled wickedly. Blushing, Anne lowered eyes. Rebecca took the handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped his father's will mouth. Then he took his arm and whispered:

  - I did not mean to cause you problems, dad. I've always been a daughter obedient, trusting in his trial and given their orders. I that you should worry more about Anne, Dad. What we do with it? She needs your help to find a husband.

  - Do not need daddy's - Anne defended herself. Rebecca lifted eyebrow ironically.

  - Oh, really? Did we'll be miraculously surprised by the statement of a gentleman?

  We can expect an official announcement soon?

  - This is my business! - Anne replied in a tone outraged.

  - Stop arguing, girls - Charles rebuked them. Rebecca gave shoulders. Willing to calm the father, ordered to his sister:

  - Go get something to eat daddy. He'll love the delights Ansley lady's kitchen.

  - Do not worry. We are already going away - Charles announced. - Immediately.

  - But Dad, it's still early - Rebecca protested near panic. No could leave without first complying with orders from Richard. - We can not waiting for the fireworks? The burn will begin at midnight.

  - You can see them from the carriage window.

  - I see them the flag.

  - No. - Charles stared at her daughter, emphasizing the features contrite the strength of its decision.

  Rebecca also was determined not to yield. Looked at the father with a smile forced.

  - I promised the gentleman next dance Dorchester. I can not go without meeting my word.

  - Send a note of apology tomorrow morning - Charles suggested.

  - That would be an unforgivable discourtesy. The gentleman has been a companion attentive. You should feel grateful for the kindness of it.