Bordon's Girl | By : JScorpio Category: M through R > Patriot, The Views: 2666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 9 Overwhelmed
Within the week that followed Tavington’s
mishap, Miss Bordon helped him to recover. She helped him as he began to walk
again on his bad ankle. She kept it bound up firmly, not without his protests
and winces, to give it support as he walked. Tess kept up her visits with her
father as well, as the Inquest hearing drew closer.
A week after his accident, William finished some
paperwork at his desk and went down to gather his men to find out what had gone
on while he recovered. As he stepped on to the veranda, he caught sight of Miss
Bordon on her horse, riding between Captain Wilkins and Private Trevor from the
dragoons.
“Miss Bordon,” he called over to her. The trio
turned their horses and walked over to the commander. “Wilkins. Trevor.”
The two dragoons saluted the officer from their
horses. “Where are you off to this morning?”
“To the fort, of course,” Tess answered.
“Oh. I’ll get my horse and join you,” Tavington
offered.
“No, don’t Colonel,” urged Tess. “You’ve got your
hands full here. I’ll be fine with the men here.”
The Colonel choked back slight disappointment. He
sighed.
“Don’t worry, Sir,” said Wilkins. “We won’t let
anything happen to her.”
“Carry on, then,” he said, feigning his usual
firmness. Inside, he felt somewhat let down as he watched the three of them
trot quickly out of sight.
“Good Morning, Sir,” said Lieutenant Scott. “Good
to have you back with us.”
The Colonel didn’t answer
him. Scott thought he looked like he was lost in his thoughts. He spoke again.
“Good to see you up and around.”
Tavington was still silent. Scott was bewildered.
Did the officer not even know he was there?
“Uh, Sir?” Scott began in a louder, more insistent voice. This seemed
to snap the officer out of his reverie.
“Oh. Scott,” said Tavington. “I’d like to talk
with as many of the Dragoons as possible in the next hour or so. I’d like to be briefed on what has transpired in my absence.
Would you mind to gather them up for me?”
“Yes sir!” With that, the Lieutenant walked away
with purpose to gather the men.
William decided to go for a short walk as Scott
rallied the men. His mind swirled in different directions as he disappeared
behind the barn.
Again this morning, same as a few days ago,
Tavington found himself feeling jealous as he saw Miss Bordon in the company of
other men. He couldn’t pinpoint or understand exactly
why he felt like this.
He’d also felt a sort of longing for her. Tavington wanted to
be around her more. He enjoyed spending time with her at dinner and such.
Amazed at himself, he wished to see her more than the fleeting moments spent in
intimacy with her behind closed doors.
William also felt grateful to her. He was glad
that she had taken it upon herself to see to his recovery. He was thankful for
her tenderness toward him as he healed. He thought that she must have cared
something for him to have bothered.
The officer also admired her persistence.
Secretly, he was touched by her dedication and devotion to her brother. It
impressed him that she would sacrifice so much of herself for a father figure
that she loved so much.
Colonel Tavington stopped at the board fence
around one of the pastures. He put his foot up on it and rested forward on his
arms. He argued with himself, trying to resolve his emotions.
Come on, William, he thought. Don’t be stupid. There is no reason to be infatuated. This
is just a business deal. You can’t have feelings for
her. It will never work. Geoffrey Bordon will lock her away when he returns. He
won’t allow this. You can’t
fall for her—you don’t even know her that well. Get over this. You are wasting
your time. Do not try to start anything with her. Don’t
be foolish.
The sparring between his head and heart ended as
soon as he heard his Lieutenant calling him. The men had been gathered and were
ready to talk with him.
As Tavington walked back toward the main house, he
was glad to have been saved from these perilous thoughts. He was extremely
relieved to forget about ridiculous emotions and concentrate fully on his duty.
* * * * * *
That evening, Colonel Tavington was on patrol with
his men as some of the officers dined with Miss Bordon. The commander came in
just as the group had finished their dinner.
Tess kindly ordered a plate of food for him and
said she’d keep him company at the table while he ate.
This pleased him.
Just as his food was arriving, Captain Wentworth
came to the table. William had just been enjoying the small talk being made
with Tessa.
“Excuse me Colonel,” began Wentworth, “and Miss.
But, I need to speak with you about our patrol earlier today.”
“Pardon me, then,” said Tess graciously as she
rose from the table. The two men rose as well.
“It’s alright, Miss Bordon,” urged Captain
Wentworth. “You don’t have to leave. I’ll make it quick.”
“No. This sounds like a military matter,” she
stated, “ so I’ll take the opportunity to say good
night.” With that, she left the men and went to her suite.
Upstairs in her rooms, she tried to busy herself
with things but could not seem to stay busy. Every few minutes, her mind
drifted. For some silly reason, she kept picturing Colonel Tavington upon his
horse. She loved the confidence exuded from him as he rode. Then, she’d imagine Tavington in the parlor, in full Dragoon
uniform, hair pulled neatly back, standing before the fireplace with a roguish
smile on his face. He looked dashing!
She loved how he made her feel and the things he
did to her in the moments of privacy. Instead of feeling guilty, she now found
herself looking forward to seeing him. Tess wanted his hands on her body.
Especially, she desired for him to touch her in the place that sent sparks
through her body. She longed for him to pleasure her, a new sensation in her
life.
Tess chided herself, though. She felt the need to
feel guilty at what she did with the Colonel. She tried. It would be much
easier to feel the guilt of being naughty, then
remorse would come with it. But, this had left her days ago. Tess couldn’t even feel ‘dirty’ for what she was doing. To her,
it felt strangely natural. It felt ‘right’ to her to be with him.
Because she couldn’t feel
the guilt she needed to exonerate her lustful feelings, she tried to push the
feelings down the to the lowest part of her being. If she couldn’t
find the guilt, she could hide the truth from herself, and hopefully, forget
where it was hidden.
She tried reasoning and logic on herself. Straighten
up, Tess, she thought. The only reason you like the Colonel is because he is
handsome, and that is a very shallow one at that. There are many handsome men
in the world. You fall all over yourself because he spends time with you and
teaches you about worldly ways. He is the only man that has ever done this. You
are inexperienced. Other men will come along. He is not the last man on Earth.
Stop acting like a little girl. You aren’t one
anymore—you’re an adult now. So act like it!
Tess was very hard on herself. Maybe she thought
it would induce the much needed guilt to make her suffer as a martyr.
She tried one more time to concentrate on
something other than the debate in her soul. Tess tried to read but couldn’t. She kept reading the same paragraph and page over
again. Then she’d turn three or four pages together
and lose her place. She decided to cut her losses and just go on to bed.
Then, there was that familiar, quiet knock at her
door. She grinned and put her book down. Tess nearly knocked over a chair as
she bolted to the door. She was already full of electricity and excitement,
knowing it was him.
Sure enough, Tavington stood outside her door. He
was as informal as she’d ever seen him before. He was
dressed only in forest green breeches, no cravat, boots, or socks, and his
ruffled shirt was tucked in loosely. She could smell some sort of fresh scent,
she couldn’t quite recognize, so she knew he’d just
had a bath. What she liked most of all was that his hair was down. It was long
and unruly, slightly damp and wavy about his shoulders. He looked like a
complete rogue.
“A deal is a deal,” she said simply with a sly
smile, giving him permission to exact his price, “I haven’t backed out yet.”
“I know,” he said. “The outcome is important to
you. I didn’t think you’d go back on your bargain.”
“Anything, Colonel,” she said as she walked to
meet him.
“Yes. Anything,” he echoed as he looked down at
her.
Tavington sat down on the edge of her bed as she
blew the candles and lamps out one by one. As she turned back to face him, he
patted his lap affectionately. Tess went to him and sat in his lap. She slipped
her arms around his neck and threaded her fingers into his hair. He sighed and
kissed her mouth deeply.
After his lips lingered upon hers for a moment,
they traveled to her ear. He kissed her earlobe, causing her to coo. As William
kissed and nuzzled her neck, his fingers quickly unlaced her bodice. His mouth
found hers again. While he kissed her slowly and deeply, one of his hands
ventured inside her open bodice to fondle her breast.
After another moment, he pushed her down onto her
bed on her back. He stretched himself out beside her. As he kissed her, she ran
her hand over his muscular thigh then to his crotch. Tess felt his hardened
desire straining against his breeches. Her hand caressed it through the
material of the trouser causing him to moan.
William’s hands pulled her bodice down off her
shoulders, laying her bare from neck to waist. His mouth sought one of her
delicious nipples. She rewarded him with a moan of pleasure. She had grown to
love his mouth on them, especially the tiny tugging and pulling sensations his
mouth made as he sucked lightly on them. He was doing this to her now.
His lips soon sought her lips again. He pushed his
tongue into her mouth, which she accepted willingly. His hand caressed one of
her breasts while the other began to pull her skirt up.
Tess smiled inwardly. She was barely able to
control her excitement, thinking that she would soon feel his hand in a very
special place.
Tavington’s hand trailed up her leg to her thigh, where he caressed
the soft skin.
She was enjoying his hand on her leg when he
pulled it away and changed positions.
She gasped as he did. Her eyes shown with
disappointment and he noticed this.
“Don’t worry,” he said as his lips brushed against
hers, “a deal is a deal.” She took his teasing as that he was far from
finished.
William parted her legs with his
own. She could feel the material of his breeches against the exposed skin.
Starting at her mouth, he began to kiss downward. Tessa looked forward to his
mouth lingering on her bosom again. However, he only spent a few kisses on them
then moved down to her belly. It tickled to feel his breath on her stomach, but
his soft, light kisses there were seductive nonetheless.
Soon, though, she realized his mouth was leaving
her abdomen to travel farther down. It traveled up and over the material of her
skirt, bunched into a heap at the very top of her thighs. When he got over the roll of her skirt to the apex of her thighs, she nearly
panicked. She wondered what he was going to do to her. The girl raised her head
slightly, and to her horror, she saw his face between her legs. She became self
conscious that he was staring right at her female anatomy—something very
private.
He felt her body tense up and knew she was
worried. She wasn’t sure what he was going to do but
she spoke up anyway.
“No, Colonel, you don’t have to—“
“Shhhhhhh,” he quieted
her. “It’s alright.”
“Please…don’t….oh,.” she
pleaded with him. Miss Bordon tried to move from him, but his hands held her
hips tightly so that she could not escape his attentions.
“Lay your head back and close your eyes,” he
murmured.
She did as she was told. Tess felt something graze
her lightly between her legs. Then she felt it again. Only then did she realize
it was his tongue. It traced the outline of her crotch and teased her. This
made her gasp. It swept lightly again over her femininity.
Then, she felt it burrow into the soft folds of
her, where her little pearl was hidden. As his tongue sought it, her body went
limp. Then, liquid heat coursed through her veins when he found her most
sensitive spot. Her stomach tensed with every stroke of his tongue.
Tess eased and surrendered herself to him, letting
Will taste her there. To her, this was an ocean of new
feeling.
William was pleased when he soon felt her body
relax under his tongue. He was enjoying pleasuring her this way. He knew it was
her first time to feel this and her reactions were firing his own desire, as
well.
After another moment, she felt his tongue cease
its dance suddenly. Tess let out a groan of disappointment. She sighed in
sexual frustration as he had built her to near plateau. She opened her eyes,
raised her head and looked down at him. The wide-eyed, near panic stricken look
on her face asked him why his movements had stopped.
William grinned mischievously up at her from
between her legs. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he teased. “I shouldn’t have done this.”
“But……uh……Colonel…..um…..” she stammered
breathlessly.
“I should have respected your wishes,” William
said, drawing out the moment. He taunted her further. “I mean, you did protest
it. You didn’t want me to do it.”
“But……oh….but……please,” she pleaded, wanting him
to shut up and continue his mouth’s freedom.
“I should probably just stop,” tormented William.
Tess panicked. It was just her first time to feel
this wonderful new sensation. She already missed him doing it. She wanted his
velvet tongue to lick her there again.
“One should always finish…..what one starts,” she
breathily begged.
“You’re absolutely right, darling,” he agreed. “Pity. We’ll have to start all over again.”
“Oh God,” she groaned with pent up angst.
The Colonel then resumed his oral massage. His
adept tongue fondled and touched her steadily.
“Oh, Colonel,” she sighed in relief. Tess cooed in
passion.
Her mind spun out of control. Tess wondered where
he had ever learned to pleasure a woman this way. All the while, his lips and
tongue played blissfully upon her swollen bud, taking her to a euphoric high.
Tessa’s hands held tightly to the bed linens,
hanging on for dear life. As William continued, he saw her fists clinging to
the sheets. He reached up while his tongue never missed a beat, and took her
hands in his. He pulled them down near where her bottom was on the bed, and
clasped them there.
His mouth there felt so good to her. She’d never experienced it before. She had no idea now why
she was so afraid to let him do it.
As Tessa felt her release was near, she arched her
back as her head went backwards into the pillow. She felt more pressure on her
from the Colonel’s mouth, as if when she arched up
she had pushed herself farther into his mouth.
She was very close, and soon, after a few more of
his oral caresses, a powerful orgasm exploded from her innermost core and tore
through her body, then worked its way out to each limb. Tessa moaned and
writhed beneath the touch of his tongue, her hands, which he still held, squeezing
his hands tightly all the while.
William slowly made his way back up her body. Her
tummy moved up and down as she was still panting when his lips touched her
there. Then, he traveled up to her breasts. His tongue lingered there, circling
and teasing her nipples.
After a moment, he kissed his way slowly up to her
neck. He nuzzled her there, his breath on her skin taking her back into a frenzy. She had only just calmed down from her last
orgasm. While he did this, her hands moved down to unbutton his trousers.
Will kissed and nipped at her ears, continuing to
drive her mad and fill her with passion. In turn, she gripped the waistband of
his breeches and pushed them down low on his hips. Her hand found his hardness
and began to caress it.
“Oh God,” he sighed lustily as he felt her hand on
him. It never ceased to amaze Tess how hard Will’s member would get. It
fascinated her so much that she liked to feel it under her little hands.
His desire rose further as she continued to touch
him there, as did her own. He groaned again, trying to control himself.
William’s hungry mouth sought hers.
He kissed her furiously. She returned a kiss to
him equal in its ferocity. Then, Tavington gently pushed her hand away. But,
she would not let that stop her. Her body was now in control. As they kissed
passionately, she found his breeches and pushed them down even farther, so they
were around his thighs. He was surprised by her boldness. Her eager hand sought
his member once again, and began to stroke him there.
William moaned almost inaudibly as she did this.
As much as he wanted her hand on him there, he fought his urge for a quick
release. He pushed her hand away again and whispered, “No.” He nuzzled her ear
after he spoke.
As her greedy hands tried to touch him there yet
again, he took them both firmly in his hands and placed them above her head on
her pillow. He held her down by her wrists, making her his captive. Then, his
mouth covered hers. She did not fight being pinned down.
After a moment, William eased up from her, turning
loose of her hands. While up on his knees, he quickly pulled his shirt off over
his head and dropped it on the bed beside them. He lowered himself back down
onto her body. He pushed her hands back down again. She did not resist this.
Oddly, she liked the feeling of him asserting his actions. She liked to let him
be in control.
Now, a bare chested
Tavington with his breeches still down near his knees, sealed his hips tightly
over Tessa’s. She felt his stiffness touching her body. Her mouth emitted a
gasp, then she spoke.
“You may take me now,” she said in an airy voice,
looking into the eyes of the man above her.
“No,” he murmured.
“Why not?” She asked, sounding distressed.
Will’s mouth moved to play upon her sensitive neck
again. “That is a gift a husband should give you.” She felt the breath from his
words as he said this with his lips against her skin.
“But…….” She protested.
“Shhhhhhh,” he quieted
her as he teased her jaw and cheek with his lips.
She turned her face to meet his and look him in
the eye. She did want him badly.
“I said you could have anything and I meant it.”
“Yes, I know,” he said softly. “But I will not
take everything from you.”
With that, he pushed himself up on his strong
arms, so that he held himself up above her body, not touching her. She felt him
move between her legs. He shifted himself again so that his hardness lay next
to her crotch. William then pressed the shaft of it firmly against her
womanhood. The pressure of it on her still hardened bud, sensitive yet from his
tongue’s assault, released a cry from her throat. He began to move against her
engorged jewel, rubbing both of them in the most sensual of ways. William
teased both Tess and himself into a furor. As they neared the edge, Tessa
slipped her hands out from under Tavington’s and
propped herself up on her elbows so that she could kiss his mouth.
He dipped his dead and responded to her demand,
kissing her soundly as his movements against her velvety smooth crotch and
firm, most precious nub never ceased. In another moment, William wrapped one of
his arms about her body and pulled her up against him, balancing himself
strongly on his other straightened arm. They both yielded to a common desire,
and were overtaken by those most exquisite spasms. His cream spilled out with
force into her light brown curls, and upon both of their bellies.
He lowered her gently back on to the bed as he
eased his body down to rest on top of her. Both of them panted and sighed.
In a moment, their breathing returned to normal
and Tavington rolled off of her. He found his handkerchief and used it to wipe
his manly substance from their bodies. Then, he pulled her skirts back down,
and pulled her bodice back up onto her shoulders, restoring some modesty to
her. Will pulled his own shirt back on.
William rolled on to his side as she laid on her back. He propped his
head up on his elbow and admired the lady at this side. He nuzzled her ear and
neck as his hand slipped into her bodice and caressed her breast.
“I’ve got to get back to my quarters,” he said.
Tavington then rose from the bed. He walked around to the side that Miss Bordon
lay on and sat down on the edge of it near her. He took her hands and pulled
her up to sitting. She smiled at him.
He threaded his fingers into her strawberry blonde
hair. Will then pulled her face close to his and kissed her softly and sweetly.
“Good night,” he said.
As he was starting to stand up, Tess grabbed his
shirt with both hands, her fists full of material and ruffles, and pulled him
by the lapels back down on top of her on the bed. His eyes widened in surprise.
She kissed him fiercely, not wanting to let him leave. She slipped her arms
around his neck to hold him there. In just a moment the kisses became gentle
and feathery.
He took her arms and gently released them from
around him. “If we start this again I’ll be here all night.” William kissed her
playfully on the tip of her nose then grinned mischievously at her. “Then our
secret bargain won’t be so secret anymore!”
With that, he got up off the bed, collected his
soiled handkerchief, and exited her room. Tess laid on
the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She couldn’t get
her mind off of her favorite Colonel.
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