Chapter 32

Lucian had not intended to seduce her in the cave, but they were alone and he did admire and desire her. Her response to him was just as heated as it had been at any other time. Smoothing his hands down her back he trailed his lips along her jaw and then neck until he was kissing her chest, just above the bodice.

There were no buttons at the front, nor did he have the patience to unfasten her dress at the back and instead caressed her breasts through the material of her gown. Eliza let her head fall back, her fingers digging into his shoulders where she held on and moaned with pleasure. He could stop there and take her back to the house where they could be alone and in comfort, but Lucian was overcome with need and passion for Eliza.

He lifted his head and kissed her deeply again as his hands skimmed down her waist, then to her hips, then started pulling her skirts up until his hand touched her leg. Eliza gasped as his fingers caressed up her sensitive inner thigh until he brushed her damp curls. Already she wanted him and for that reason, Lucian did not hesitate to bring her pleasure.

Her cries of passion filled his ears as she arched and reached for release as he kept bringing her to the edge, then backing away, only letting her soar after she whispered, “Please.” He reveled in her cry and the moment she relaxed, Lucian quickly freed himself, then placed his hands around the naked globes of her bottom and lifted.

“Put your legs around me.”

As soon as Eliza did so, he thrust, filling her and nearly spilled his seed as her walls closed tightly around him.

With her back against the wall, and his hands holding her tight, Lucian thrust and retreated over and over as her moans once again echoed in his ears. When she tightened and cried out her release, he followed and his knees nearly gave out from the power of his own.

With a shudder, he rested his head against the wall, holding her as he attempted to recover from a release that had been even more powerful than the night before.

His wasn’t the only erratic breathing as he let go of Eliza and let her stand again.

“Goodness!” she remarked as she shook out her skirts.

Lucian could only chuckle as he tucked his manhood away and refastened his trousers.

“I did not…I see that it is possible. I just didn’t realize one could do such while standing.”

“Oh, there are many ways to participate in the act.”

Her eyes widened.

“All equally pleasurable,” he assured her.

Eliza started to grin. “Will you show them all to me?”

“I promise to dedicate myself to showing you all manner of pleasure Eliza.”

Her grin only widened.

“Then, shall we continue on to the next cave?”

How could she be thinking about exploring after what they’d just done? He would like nothing better than to sit and relax for a moment. Instead, he retrieved his lantern and followed her to the mouth of the cave.

No longer was the sun shining, but dark clouds had moved in. It could indicate simply rain or a storm, which would only frighten Eliza.

“We should return to the house.”

Eliza gave a quick nod and nearly sprinted from the cave. He ran after her and they practically raced back to the manor and reached it just as the rain started.

They were both laughing as they entered the house, which was something he had not done in a very long time.

Even the footman stationed outside of her parlor looked at him with concern.

Lucian may not believe in changing for anyone, but he liked the changes that were occurring within himself and he had Eliza to thank for those. He just hoped that she would remain once the danger had passed.

Their perfect afternoon was nearly ruined by rain.

“I should leave you to work on your book.”

“I suppose I should,” she said.

“Is there something else that you would like to do?” he asked with a grin.

How many times could they engage in intimacy in one day? Though, she would have no objection, except if Stella came looking for her.

“Oh, I do hope that Stella and Saul have returned.” With that, she left the parlor and hurried to the entrance to ask the butler.

“They returned a short time ago,” he assured her much to her relief.

“Miss Weston, what is all over the back of your dress?”

She turned to find Stella coming down the stairs.

“There is something on my dress?” She tried to turn and look.

“Likely from when you were leaning against the wall in the cave,” Lucian offered as he came down the corridor.

Her face heated as she recalled how she had been pressed against that wall.

“Yes, of course. I had forgotten.”

He lifted a brow. “Whereas I found your search for the mummy unforgettable.”

“Did you find it?” Stella asked with excitement.

“Another empty cave,” Eliza sighed.

“I disagree for I recovered a slingshot.”

“Yes, well, it wasn’t the treasure I was hoping to find.”

“And I recovered happy memories.”

He had also created one for her as well.

“I will ask Cook to make you a pot of tea while you go change your gown,” Stella offered

“Thank you,” Eliza murmured.

“Where would you like me to have it delivered? Will you be writing or in your sleeping chamber?”

“I will be in the parlor,” Eliza answered.

“I will be with her,” Lucian added.

“You will? Why?” Not that she had an objection, but she assumed he had something more important to occupy his time.

“Because you are going to tell me all about the story you are currently working on.”

“I already said that it will not be discussed until it is finished.”

“As you are in my house, I believe I should have some say over a certain character that you keep writing into your stories,” he argued.

Stella frowned. “You have no recurring characters.”

“She does,” Lucian proclaimed. “An auburn-haired, grumpy earl.”

“It is simply a description…” Stella trailed off as she looked at Lucian, her eyes widening. “Miss Weston, you have not intentionally…”

“I really should change my dress and return to work,” she said and rushed up the stairs, Lucian’s laughter following her.

“I am so terribly sorry, Lord Garretson. I will make certain that in the future, if she starts to write such a character again that I will discourage her.”

Eliza didn’t hear Lucian’s response, only his laughter as she closed her chamber door and quickly changed out of one dress and into another. As she tossed the ruined dress onto a chair, she noted the upper back was quite dirty from where her shoulders were pressed against the side of the cave while engaging in the most wonderful activity.