Bordon's Girl | By : JScorpio Category: M through R > Patriot, The Views: 2666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 1 Geoffrey and Susannah
South Carolina -- Summer
1779………..
The woods surrounding the abandoned, ramshackle
cabin were still except for the rustling of the breeze through the trees. The
only sound from inside the cabin was that of frenzied breathing and the muffled
and impassioned voices of two lovers.
Major Geoffrey Bordon of His Majesty’s Green Dragoons, enjoyed the bliss of time alone with his lover,
Miss Susannah Louden. Bordon, an English cavalry
officer, there to serve his King and country, and Susannah, a colonist woman
from a nearby village, were opposites in this war. So, the moments were stolen
and often fleeting.
“Ooh,” Susannah cooed softly as Geoffrey kissed
her neck. His lips moved to her ear to nip at it, kindling the fire between her
legs.
“Oh…..Geoffrey…..Geoffrey…..now,” she urged her
lover, “Now, darling, now.”
She wanted the man inside of her in the worst way.
The two of them nearly ravished each other to death in moments like this, not
having the luxury of freedom and time alone.
“Anxious are you, my love?” the officer asked. His
mouth blazed its way around her soft neck, inciting passion within her and
warming her body.
“Geoffrey, please, now,” she begged, “I’ve
missed you terribly.”
“Susannah,” whispered Bordon as he nibbled her ear.
“Shhhhhh.”
His mouth then covered hers and they lingered in
an ardent kiss. He pulled back an instant to look into her eyes. They were full
of love and desire for him. His mirrored the very same for
her.
Geoffrey put his lips to hers again in a gentle,
but deep kiss. As he did, he centered himself in between her legs, pushing them
apart with his knees. A lustful sigh escaped her throat as she felt his
muscular thighs against hers.
After a moment, Bordon’s
mouth kissed a trail down to her chest and sought out one of her nipples. The
officer’s tongue teased it gently as his fingers caressed her other breast.
Susannah gasped as she felt his lips close around the rosy jewel. He sucked it
mercilessly until she moaned softly with pleasure.
His warm mouth moved across the valley of her
bosom and found the other nipple. As he lavished attention upon it, his hand
snaked down her body to her thighs.
She gasped aloud as he sank his fingers into her
wetness. “Oh…..oh……”
Geoffrey became even harder as he heard her pleasure.
She closed her eyes and gripped his shoulders tight as he moved his fingers
within her.
A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips as he
withdrew them from her. This was soon replaced with a sigh of wanton
expectation as Bordon slowly dragged his wet mouth down and over her belly to
her thighs. He deliberately lingered on them, nibbling the softness of those
legs into a frenzy.
After a torturous moment, his mouth covered her
womanhood. “Oh…..Geoffrey…..Please….oh…,” she moaned as his lips caressed the
sensitive, swollen spot. His tongue stroked her there for only a moment, but it
was just long enough to send her to a furious climax. She threw her arm across
her face to quiet herself as she called his name again and again.
As she lay shaking still from her pleasure,
Geoffrey moved back up her body, equal with her again. Once there, she reached
down between them and brushed her finger tips across his hardness. Her hand
then encircled it and stroked him up and down the length of it, making him
sigh.
“I thought you had to have me now, Angel,” he
toyed with a lustful smile.
“Yes,” she said as she guided the firmness of him
in her hand to her entrance. He plunged himself in, burying the erection in her
depths.
“Oh,” Bordon moaned in his deep, rich voice. He kissed
her passionately as he pushed in and out of her desperately. His lips moved to
her ear and he whispered, “Susannah, I want you badly. I want you forever.”
He quickened his pace and deepened his thrusts.
“Darling, slow down,” the girl pleaded breathlessly.
But his movements were unrelenting.
“We never have anytime alone,” she murmured as she
held his body fast.
“Please, Geoffrey,” she begged, barely able to
breathe. “Please make it last.”
His mouth moved to her neck and nibbled it lightly
as his left hand caressed her breast. He moved himself in and out of her even
faster now. His fingers teased her nipple.
Susannah then felt her body lose control and gave
in to Geoffrey’s hunger. She felt his body let go, as well.
“Oh….Susannah….Oh,” he gasped as he neared his
peak. In an instant, they came together, clinging tightly to one another. She
called his name softly as he hid his face in her hair, pressing his lips
against her neck to stifle his groans. “Oh…..I love you so much.”
After a moment, Geoffrey rolled off of her,
leaving her on her back, and pulled the blanket up and around them. He curled
up to her on his side, laying his head on her shoulder. The two were quiet as
the reveled in their bliss. They always kept their cries of pleasure quiet,
lest they be discovered.
Geoffrey broke the silence. “In our own home, you
may cry out as loudly as you please. In fact, I’ll demand it!” They smiled at
each other as they teased.
“I suppose you’ll want me naked in your bed every
night?” Susannah asked.
“Yes! I’ll demand that as well,” he quipped.
“My, what a demanding husband you’ll be!”
He grinned at her and chuckled. “I’ll be glad to
have our own bed. I don’t like this sneaking about and I don’t fancy taking you
against a wall with your skirts hiked up either!”
She smiled at him.
Geoffrey then pushed the blanket back down to
reveal her naked body. He put his hand on her belly and caressed it. He could
feel the slight bulge of his child there.
“Good Lord,” he exclaimed, “We’d better get
married quickly before your belly swells any more!”
“Geoffrey,” Susannah protested, “It has not become
that big nor will it do so very soon! I am not even showing yet!” She knew he
was teasing.
“Well,” he began, “we’ll get married next week as
soon as I return from my next assignment.”
Susannah turned serious and looked him in the
eyes. “What will happen to you?”
“I am not sure yet,” Geoffrey answered. He was
unsure of what his fate would be when the English commanders found out his
intentions to marry a rebel woman. “They may demand my resignation. They may
keep me as an officer, but send me home to England and away from the war. We
shall see. I am not afraid.”
“I’ll stand behind you, whatever the price is,
Geoffrey,” she said sweetly and sincerely. “I just want to be with you and for
all of us be a family—no matter where, how, or what…….I love you.”
They kissed tenderly. Geoffrey continued to rub
her belly, fascinated with the growing life inside of her.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” she asked her
fiancé.
“A boy,” he replied straight away.
“Oh.”
“I’ve already raised a daughter. I want to raise a
son now.”
Susannah was contemplative for a moment. “What
will your little sister think? After all these years that
you’ve raised her as your little girl—your daughter?”
“Tessa will love you as I do! And, she will love
the baby as well.”
They were still for a moment as Geoffrey craned
his head up to look out the window. He thought he heard a noise.
The officer reached for his pistol and clothes. He
quickly and quietly pulled on his uniform and found his boot. He slipped the
dagger out of it and gave it to Susannah.
Geoffrey looked out the window. He saw nothing.
But as he listened, he heard what sounded like a large brigade somewhere close.
“Get dressed! Fast,” he whispered. She obeyed.
His mind spun into action, trying to decide
whether to stay quiet and hide in the cabin, or try to flee out the back of it
through a window. His horse was tied to a tree, well hidden nearby.
Just as Susannah pulled the last of her dress on,
two English Redcoat soldiers were standing in the doorway, giving them both a
start. They were two scouts from an approaching infantry unit marching through.
They had been sent ahead to check out the road and surrounding area. They
covered the couple with their guns.
“Oh no, Geoffrey,” Susannah murmured. Her eyes
were brimmed with tears as she looked at him. She stepped close to him and he
wrapped his arms around her protectively. She hid her face in his neck, scared
of what would happen to her beloved.
He held her tightly against his strong body and
met bravely the stares of the two soldiers. He showed no fear and his body
looked as strong as a granite pillar. But, inside, he secretly feared how they
may be made to pay for their actions of love. They were caught in a trap.
One soldier continued to hold them under guard as
the other went back out to wave down the now approaching unit. The lovers stood
still, tense as they awaited their fate. Susannah was shaking in Geoffrey’s
grasp. He continued to hold her close, tenderly rubbing her back in an effort
to comfort her.
As soon as the infantry arrived at the shack,
Geoffrey’s weapons were taken from him. “Please step outside, Sir,” said one of
their guards.
His fiancée did not want to let him go. She looked
at him with uncertainty and fright in her eyes, coupled with tears. He held her
for another moment, not wanting to leave her behind in the shack.
The guard took this as a refusal. Geoffrey drew in
a sharp breath when he felt the cold barrel of the Redcoat’s pistol pressed
against his neck.
He gently grasped his fiancée’s wrists for her to
release him. He did not want to chance her getting
hurt should the gun go off. He gave her a reassuring and brave look to let her
know he would be alright, then walked out of the
cabin.
The commander of the corps was waiting for him,
seated atop his horse as dozens of Redcoat soldiers milled about outside, still
in their ranks. Geoffrey’s uniform was still unbuttoned and hanging loosely.
His strawberry red blond hair was out of its queue and hung long and unruly
about his shoulders. The officer knew he had caught another of his countrymen
up to no good.
“I am Lieutenant Colonel Wilcox,” he said, staring
down in disdain at Geoffrey. “Your name, rank, and division
please.”
“Major Geoffrey Bordon,” he replied slowly. “His
Majesty’s Green Dragoons Cavalry.”
“Well, Major, might I ask
what you are doing in a run down shack in the middle
of nowhere……nearly out of uniform?” He knew damn well what he had caught the
man doing.
Just then, another guard came out of the cabin,
roughly dragging Susannah with him through the doorway. The young woman winced
at the tight grip he had on her arm. She was trying to resist being pulled out
of the house.
This drew fire from Bordon, livid at how they were
treating Susannah. “Let go of her—she’s pregnant!” he shouted angrily. The man
let go of her with a push, shoving her the rest of the
way through the door. The forward momentum landed her squarely in Geoffrey’s
arms.
“Well, what do we have here? A
rebel woman?” The Colonel used a very supreme and commanding tone of
voice. “Hmmmm. A rebel woman
and an English soldier out here together. That can
only mean trouble.”
Geoffrey put his body in front of Susannah as a
shield. As she stood behind him, he curled his left arm back behind him and
around her, and he took hold of her right hand with his right hand.
“What is your name, Miss?” asked Colonel Wilcox.
She was too shocked to say anything. The commander
repeated his question more insistently. “What is your name, Miss and where are
you from…..or do you need our……help……in order to answer the questions?”
Geoffrey nodded his head slightly as a silent okay
for her to answer.
“Miss Susannah Louden,
from Devington,” she replied meekly.
The commander was quiet as he looked at his map,
locating where the division had stopped and her village. He rolled the map up
quickly and handed it off to an assistant. “Tell me, Sir, what secrets you
shared with her in your passion?”
“None, I assure you,” Major Bordon answered dryly.
“Is that so?”, the
Colonel jeered. “That is a lie most assuredly. Men’s mouths tend to become
loose during the throes of passion. And these women have their ways of drawing
the information out of a man.”
Major Bordon continued into a slow burn, holding
his tongue. He wanted them to quit humiliating he and
his fiancée and just take him away.
“Well, you can tell everything to your jailer,”
Colonel Wilcox said shortly. “Shackle him and take him to Fort Carolina.” Two
soldiers immediately stepped forward with the restraints and began to pull the
two lovers apart.
“No! Geoffrey, No!” screamed Susannah, reaching
for her fiancé.
“Susannah!” Bordon called.
“Take her to the prison camp. Have her
interrogated.”
“She’s got nothing to do with this,” Geoffrey
protested, as the soldiers restrained his arms. “It is me that you want, not
her. She’s done nothing wrong. Let her go back—“
“To spread all the information you’ve given her,”
Wilcox interupted. “Not a chance.”
“I am going without a fight. I am going quietly,”
the Major said in desperation. “Just turn her loose.” He knew that if the worst
should happen to him, that she would live on and so would his child. He just
wanted the two of them to be safe.
Bordon feared what might happen to her at the
prison camp. He was frightened as well for their unborn child. Their eyes
locked with one another’s. Susannah tried desperately to read his face for a
clue as to what move to make. She wasn’t sure if she
should just submit, go with them to the camp and take her chances there, or if
she should try to make a run for the nearby forest and get away.
Suddenly, she broke free of her captor who held
her wrist as he did not have a strong grip on her. Bordon’s
heart leapt to see her run.
Then, the horrible bang of a gunshot tore the air.
Geoffrey saw Susannah lurch forward and lose her footing.
Like a man insane, he was possessed with an
unmatchable strength. He knocked his captors away and ran to the spot where his
fiancée had fallen.
Kneeling on the ground, he picked her body up and
pulled her close to him. The front of her bodice was already stained with
blood, as was her back. One of the soldiers had shot her through the back as
she fled. The bullet entered her upper back and exited through her upper chest.
“Oh, God, No! Susannah,” Geoffrey said, shaking his head in disbelief.
He clasped her hand. His eyes filled with tears as he looked down at her. How
did this get out of hand this fast?
“I can’t breathe,” she gasped. Tears streamed down
her face. “Oh. It hurts.” She was sobbing and trying to catch her breath.
“Shhhh,” Geoffrey
quieted her. He stroked her face and lips with his thumb.
“I’m cold,” she whimpered.
Geoffrey held her weak body tightly to his, trying
to warm her.
“Oh, Susannah,” he wept. “You know I love you.” He
kissed her lips softly.
“I love you, Geoffrey,” she murmured. She was
breathing more shallowly now.
He brushed his lips against her forehead. She was
gasping and coughing weakly.
The soldiers and the Lieutenant Colonel stayed
back from Geoffrey, covering him all the while with their weapons.
Major Bordon felt as though his insides were being
ripped asunder. His world and life collapsed around him as time seemed to stop.
“Geoffrey…..the baby….”,
she stammered feebly.
“What is it, darling,” he asked in a whisper. His
voice was full of love and pain.
“Our baby….Geoffrey…Oh…Geoffrey…..Ge…ba…,”her voice whispered, then
fell away. She closed her eyes, unable to hold them open any longer. In an
instant, she died in his arms.
Geoffrey broke down and wept unabashedly as he
held his dead fiancée’s body close to his. His heart broke for her, himself,
their unborn child, and what the future could have been. He wanted the same
soldier who shot her to shoot him. He hoped they’d
kill him instead of imprison him.
After a few minutes, the soldiers tore Geoffrey
from his dead lover’s body and shackled him. They began to march him away to
his fate: a prison cell at the Fort and an impending sentence of treason. He
kept looking back at Susannah’s body, lying alone on the ground. He was numb as
tears ran down his cheeks.
Once the Major was out of earshot and being hauled
away, the Lieutenant Colonel rode up to her and looked down at her lifeless
body. “Take her body to Devington Village and put it
on display. Make it known to all there that this is what happens to rebel women
who consort with the Crown’s soldiers.”
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