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Bordon's Girl	By : JScorpio Category: M through R > Patriot, The Views: 2666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER
7 Lost To The Feeling
When Tavington and Miss Bordon arrived
back at the house, she dismounted his horse quickly, walking with purpose as
fast as possible away from him. On her way to her suite, she ordered a bath to
be brought to her room.
She relaxed a while later in a warm bath.
After that, she took dinner alone in her room in the early evening. After
looking over the finances and replying to some letters from England, she
settled in for the evening.
Tessa removed her shoes and petticoats,
loosened the collar of her dress, and relaxed into her favorite reading chair.
She started reading one of Geoffrey�s books, and became so engrossed in it that
she lost track of time. As she looked up from her book, she noticed for the
first time that dark had descended. The girl snuggled back into the chair and
continued to read.
She wasn�t sure
what time it was when a knock roused her from the story. Miss Bordon closed the
book and looked up at the door. It could only be one person knocking on the
door after dark. It had to be Tavington, she surmised.
Dread filled her as she sat there for a
moment. Tess knew he�d come wanting her to fulfill
something of her bargain. But what? She shuddered for
a moment then curled herself up in her chair, as if trying to hide from
something.
Another knock. She stared at the door in apprehension.
Maybe if she didn�t answer, he�d go away. Tess Bordon
looked about and saw the room lit with candles. She knew he�d
already seen the light underneath the door.
Tessa rose from the chair slowly. She put
the book on the little table. At the mirror, she quickly glanced at herself,
making sure she looked halfway presentable. Then, she plodded to the door. By
the time she got there, there was a third knock.
She opened the door, and sure enough,
Colonel Tavington stood there, impatiently tapping his foot. �My, it certainly
took you a long time to answer the door,� he commented dryly.
She sighed and looked down. �I couldn�t
get to the door right way,� she stated. She ran her hand through her long and
loose reddish blond hair. �I was indisposed.�
�Miss Bordon, must you continually make me
wait,� he admonished.
�Sorry, Colonel� she replied simply. She
tried to hide her dejection. The girl really did not want to be with him
tonight.
He walked in, handsome as usual. He was
dressed only in his vest, shirt without the cravat, and breeches. �Shall we
talk about our little deal,� he teased, leading her with words to what he was
there for.
�Well�..Um�..you see��,� she stammered, �I
was tired and was just getting ready to go to bed��
�So I am just in time,� he interrupted.
She said nothing to his sly remark and
looked away. Tess tried to think of another way to get out of her dealings with
Tavington this evening.
�Are you alright, Miss Bordon?� asked Tavington.
�Uh, I really just wanted to be alone here
this evening,� she apologized. �I am just tired.�
�Oh,� Tavington said coldly with raised
eyebrows. He turned from her for a moment, then looked
back at her. He cocked his head to the side with a soft smirk on his lips.
�You�ve grown tired of me and your deal so soon? I suppose that your brother
grows more tired of prison with each passing day.�
The colonel always reminded her of this,
and she hated it. Yet, she could do nothing about it. Tess looked down and
heaved a disappointed sigh.
The Colonel walked over to her. He cupped
her chin with his hand and raised her head to look at him. She was so forlorn.
�My dear Miss Bordon, do not make yourself into a
martyr. Your end of this bargain does not have to be the chore that you make it
out to be.�
She said nothing and looked away from him.
He continued. �It could be enjoyable if
you would just let things happen.�
�I don�t have much control over that
anyway,� she snapped back. �You�re making �things� happen, whether I want them
to or not.�
�You have not pushed me away!�
�I tried to the other night!�
�It was not as if I raped you!� Tavington
countered.
�No. You just constantly remind me of my
father�s predicament. You hold it over my head.�
�You should not have made a deal you
couldn�t keep!�
�Yes, I know,� she said, disappointed. She
moved to the window and looked out into the darkness. She sighed again,
resigned to her fate. �But, I am not going to back out now.� She had made up
her mind, yet again, to leave her body to Tavington and let him do with it as
he wished.
Tavington was silent as he watched her. He
thought her lovely, even in the midst of her self
imposed despair. The commander watched her with anticipation as she walked
about the room, extinguishing the candles.
Soon, the room was dark save for one small
candle on the mantle. She turned and walked to William. When she reached him,
she looked up at him. The emotion written upon her face showed him that she was
surrendering herself and her body to him.
For an instant, he felt bad. He knew it
would have been better to have taken the high road and offered to help her
without the favor. But, he had desired her, as well. William could have her now
in any way he pleased with Geoffrey out of the picture.
Will looked down at her. He put his hand
softly on her cheek and caressed it. His thumb trailed across her lips. He then
dipped his head down to put his lips to hers with an impressive softness. William
then began to kiss from her neck to her ear. Her head dropped back and she
sighed wantonly.
His mouth moved back to cover hers. He
kissed her deep and furiously now. She melted into him and put her arms around
his kissed her for a few moments.
As he kissed her, he moved her hands up to
her bodice, wanting her to undo her own dress for him. She did so, slowly and
nervously but without resistance. When she was finished, he kissed her again.
Then his hands left her waist and slid down the side of her body. His tall
frame followed his hands as he knelt on the floor in front of her.
The man looked up at her with those azure
blue eyes, which pleaded for her to bare her chest to him. She crossed her
hands in front of herself then tucked her fingers under the shoulder seams of
her dress on the opposite sides. She pushed the garment off her shoulders
slowly, letting it slip down her arms to Tavington�s
awaiting hands. He pulled the dress bodice down the rest of the way.
He thought she looked beautiful in the candle
light. From his knees, he gazed upon her bare breasts with a gasp. Then she
gasped as she felt his palms gently kneading them. His hands and fingers were
quickly replaced with his warm and wet mouth. He hungrily sucked at her
nipples, making them into hard, little buds. Her head dropped back as she did
enjoy his mouth on them. She put her hand on his head and held it to her, not
wanting his mouth and lips to abandon her buxom chest.
After a moment of this lovely torture, he
stood and kissed her mouth deeply again.
Then he took her hands and led her to the
bed. As they continued to kiss, they sat down together on the edge of the bed.
He stopped his kiss to ease her back on to the bed. Then, he brought her legs
up on to it.
As he stood up straight from the bed for a
moment, he could barely restrain himself. She looked alluring, laying on the
bed on her back, her dress down to her waist showing her luscious breasts, and
knowing she had given in to him.
He was still fully dressed and did not
disrobe. Instead he joined her on the bed. He caressed her breasts again as he
kissed her ear. This aroused her and made her gasp.
As he created this furor in her, she
reached for his groin. She found his engorged desire awaiting her. She began to
knead him through his breeches. As she did, she felt his hand go under her
skirt.
William trailed his hand up her stocking.
Soon, he touched the bare skin of her thigh just above where her stocking
ended. He caressed her thigh, and Tess gasped.
Her head spun out of control in anticipation.
She wondered what his hand was doing. Then, she felt him cup her crotch.
Soon after, his fingers traced her
femininity. She held her breath a moment as she felt them move over her.
He smiled to himself. She was wet, which
pleased him. William then moved his fingers inquisitively into her intimacy.
She felt like smooth velvet. As he parted the lips, his finger sought out her
virgin bud. He knew he�d found it when she gasped as
he brushed his finger over it.
This made Tessa jump. As he dragged his finger
back over it, she gasped again. What was he doing to her? She only knew that
every time he touched that spot, it sent sparks through her body and took her
breath away.
Soon, his index finger settled on her
little pearl. He caressed it with soft and gentle strokes. He watched her as
her head dropped backwards and her body relaxed under his touch. He watched her
chest rise and fall as her breathing moved in rhythm with his manipulations.
She couldn�t
believe how she was feeling. The sparks and the relaxation that coursed through
her veins made her tingle. Tessa felt limp. She tried to suppress her own moans
and coos, but could not. It felt too good.
Then, Will pressed
on her a little more. His finger had made her womanhood swell. The slight
increase in his pressure just deepened these new feelings and sensations within
her.
After another moment, he began to stroke
her just a little bit faster. She now began to pant. She felt as though she was
losing control. It felt so good, but frightened her at the same time.
�Colonel,� she cried, �What�s happening to
me? I feel like I am going to faint.�
Her eyes looked into his, and he could see
the pleasure and fear mixed within them.
�Shhhhh. Just close your eyes. You�ll be fine,� he
cooed to her.
Tess felt an unexplained warmth building
just below where Tavington touched her, in her thighs, and also within her
pelvis. She could not control her panting. One of her hands gripped the sleeve
of his shirt and his forearm. The other held tightly to the bed, a handful of the
bed sheets within her fist.
In a moment, Tessa felt an explosion of
warmth and tingling within her deepest being. It coursed throughout her limbs
and shook her body. Waves of muscle spasms rocked her. �Oh�..Oh�..mmmmmmm�..Oh,� she cried out.
William watched her intently as her first
orgasm pulsed joyously through her body. He was pleased. He smiled at her small
hands, which held fast to the bed sheets and his arm. He pulled his hand out
from under her skirt as she lay there, still shivering, exhausted and panting
for breath.
After a moment, when she had settled, he
lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her lips passionately. She wrapped her
arms about his neck to hold his face there. She wanted to kiss him again. She
did so.
After the kiss, Tavington laid his head
softly on her shoulder.
�What happened to me,� she asked him,
still a bit breathless.
�I just satisfied you,� answered Will.
�That is how a man draws pleasure out of a woman. It is the same as a woman
would please a man.�
�Oh.�
�Did you not like it?�
She thought quietly for a moment, then spoke. �On the contrary, I loved it. I never expected
it to feel as intense as it did. I felt as if my body was going to explode or
come apart.�
Tavington chuckled at this all the while
his fingertips traced leisurely circles around her nipples.
These sexual favors and the act itself,
which she knew nothing of, kept bringing her unexpected pleasure from this
handsome officer. She was sure that this would bring her more feelings of guilt
and shame as well. But she would think about that tomorrow.
For now, she wanted to kiss this man
again, which she did. And as she kissed him, her hand undid his trousers. Tess
slipped her hand inside of them and pleasured him.
When he was spent, he buttoned his
trousers and kissed her softly and lightly. Then, he told her goodnight, and
left her lying blissfully on her bed letting himself
out.
Tess Bordon continued to lay there on her
back for some time, her dress bodice still down around her waist. Remnants of
the feeling of her pleasure still lingered in her body. She stared up at the
ceiling, in absolute amazement and awe of her first orgasm.
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