by Sara English
“My… pleasure?”
His hand curved further around her rear, and she felt the subtle flutter of him parting her pantalettes. She gasped when his fingers dipped between her thighs. He made a low, groaning sound.
“Yes, absolutely. Your pleasure is my goal, and I see I can count myself successful in that measure. You are dripping with the honey of your passions, my pet.”
Elizabeth felt her face burn and then Mr. Darcy righted her, helping her to stand on shaky legs. Her skirts fell around her ankles once more.
“I think, perhaps, that today’s education is complete,” Mr. Darcy said, and Elizabeth felt a cool wave of shock descend upon her. He was… finished with her for the day? The throbbing need between her thighs made her bite her lip. He stood up and took her hand gently in his. “I will escort you to your room, and then tomorrow, we will take a promenade in the local park. You must rest, however. It has been quite the day for you.”
He bent to place a kiss on one of her hands and she shivered.
“Are you sure, Mr. Darcy?”
He raised an eyebrow at her and then chuckled.
“Sweet Elizabeth, I am positive were I to take you to my chambers now, you would not rest until dawn broke. Now, you will retire for the evening and so will I.” They walked, as he spoke, up the stairs and as promised, he left her at her door with another soft kiss on the back of her hand.
She resigned herself to retreat, reflect, and try to make some sense of the complicated feelings Mr. Darcy was eliciting from her.
Read further in the adventures of Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth in the next novella in this serial:
Defying Mr. Darcy
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