27. Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Good Morning

M argaret woke wrapped up in Fred’s arms. Her body so comfortable there. She felt at ease; something she had not felt for a long while. Certainly, not since David had been so severely injured. She had never felt so safe. As she lay there, watching him sleep, she thought Fredrick so beautiful. He looked like one of those Greek statues, but, for heaven’s sake, much more endowed. They had sex three more times throughout the night. He would roll over on her, or she would wake and roll over on him. It seemed his… member seemed to be always at the ready.

She tried to easily remove his arm draped around her and ease out of the bed. When she started to move his arm, he tightened it around her. “Where do you think you are going, my sweet?”

“Fredrick, I need to use the necessary and maybe wash my mouth out.” She turned to look at him. He had not even been asleep.

“You may go, but don’t even think about getting dressed. Understand?” He pointed his finger at her.

“Yes, Fredrick. I will come back. Would you have your way with me again?” She gave that cute little giggle. She was in awe of him. The night they had was beyond words. She only hoped he was sincere about his words of fidelity.

“I would take you all day long, but I fear you may be a bit sore.” He had the right of that. She felt like she had been in a wrestling match…and lost. But he had given her such pleasure. She never knew anything about coupling. She thought she would ask Muriel when she returned from her honeymoon, but now…. Happy did not come close to describing her feelings. He was wonderful. Handsome. Strong. Attentive lover.

She wondered if all he wanted from her, he had already taken. She wondered why Papa had spoken to her about marrying Fredrick. After she thought about it, she went back to Papa and asked him if what he had spoken to Fredrick about. He admitted it. Papa thought Fredrick had feelings for her and it would be a way to save the Maxwell estate. But Fredrick had not said a word. How could she approach the subject without sounding desperate or too imposing? She had wished they could have talked about it last night but…

She took a washing cloth and cleaned all the necessary parts, then rinsed her mouth out. Looked around the necessary room and found Fred’s dentifrice. She noticed a long, rectangular, silver box. She opened it and found a silver toothbrush inside. She had never seen anything like it. She walked back into the bedchamber and held the silver box in one hand and the toothbrush in the other. “Fredrick, this is the most beautiful toothbrush I have ever seen. Where did you get it?”

“From The Wisdom Toothbrush Company.” He was getting a cockstand as he looked at her holding a toothbrush in her hand. Ridiculous.

“May I use it? I suppose it is not very hygienic, is it?” She had a disappointed look as she turned to walk back into the necessary.

“Come here.”

She walked over to him. Stood over him as he lay in bed looking up at her with the toothbrush in her hand. He took her hand and pulled her to him. She giggled as he pulled her down to kiss her. He took her breasts, one in each hand, pushed them together, and began to suck on each nipple. “Oh, God, Fred. Please.” He released those gorgeous globes, took her face, and kissed her. Not simply kiss her. Kissed her madly.

She could see his cock was mad for her – again. He broke the kiss to look into those wild emerald eyes. “I have licked your cunny; we have kissed each other for hours on hours. I have kissed your entire body – repeatedly,” He said as he reached up and lightly pinched a nipple. “And you are concerned about using my toothbrush?” He had no idea what had happened, he could not get enough of this woman. Bewildered yet thrilled by his dumb luck. “Yes, my sweet, you may use my toothbrush.”

“Do you think I am a silly girl?” She looked at him so seriously, with the toothbrush in her hand.

“Yes, I think you are a silly girl.” He pulled her into the bed with him. “Put the toothbrush down. I’m not done with you yet.”

“Oh, Fred.” She whispered so sensuously. “I can’t say no to you.”

“I like that. I like that a lot.” He kissed her neck and she moaned.

A Bath and Other Things

She laid on her back and he looked down at her. What time is it, Fred?”

He turned his head to look at the mantel clock. “It is almost nine o’clock.” He looked back down at her. “Good heavens, you are beautiful. Do you feel something growing between us?” He gave her a wicked grin.

“Yes, I feel it. Do you think you will always want me like this?”

Those damn emerald eyes. “As long as I have breath in my body.” He kissed her. He put his hand to her face and looked at her as if committing her face to memory. “I don’t know how you are going to go home. If your mother never noticed anything else, she would most definitely notice your red, swollen lips. They are luscious, to begin with; now they look raw and swollen. And I have abraded your chin with my stubble.” He kissed her chin ever so gently.

He rolled off her, walked over to the bellpull, ran over to the bedside, stole his toothbrush, and ran into the necessary. She laughed so hard. He could be difficult and menacing, sweet and tender, and so funny. If they were to live together, she knew things would never be dull. She had met so many men from the ton – they were so were so dull. Their conversations always revolved around themselves. She knew Fred had always been convivial.

She heard him in the necessary singing while he brushed his teeth. He was different. She heard running water. After a few minutes, he came out of the necessary, walked to her, and took her hand. “Come, we need to have a bath. You can’t return home smelling like sex.”

“ Smelling like sex?” She had never heard of such a thing. She considered his words for a moment. She knew when Fred came up from between her legs, she could smell something different. Fred said it smelled musky and like her. Yes, she could smell sex. Did he suppose her mother could it as well? Oh, no. She could not even imagine.

He helped her into the tub, then he got in. “You need to turn your back to me so I can scoot you up close.”

“Fred, I would like to, however, I would like to have a conversation. Could we do that?” She saw him searching her eyes for a topic that warranted to be a bathtub conversation.

“And might you share the topic before we dive in ?” He gave her a reserved smile.

“Hum. You are supposed to see Papa today, correct?” She had meant to sound much more relaxed, but it came out more tentative.

“Yes, he expects me sometime today.” Ahh – now he appeared to understand the purpose of her question. “I see. Ginny – if you have a question, ask; I will answer you as honestly as I can.” He splashed water on her.

“Alright, I want to know what you are going to tell Papa.” Her facial expression told him what she wanted – what she needed him to say. He reached for her hands.

“Put your legs over mine.” She moved her legs so that they were up over his hips. He pulled her closer to him. “I have known you for several years. We were not friends but friendly. In this last season, I have gotten to know you as a lady who cares about her family. You are wealthy, yet you neither flaunt your wealth nor live extravagantly. I know that I think you are the most beautiful, voluptuous, desirable woman I have ever had the pleasure to know. We have developed a friendship and I am most confident we are compatible. Our sex life has only started. Based on last night, I’m certain we would be amazing. I would not want anything to end. What are your thoughts on what I have said, Ginny?”

“What will you tell Papa?”

“I will tell him that I will be pleased to marry his daughter. But you must understand, there is a considerable amount of logistical information to cover. He has told me about the lovely manor he owns in Goodnestone. He has a property in Egremont, but he has one or two others that I am not sure of and I must inspect. I have many of my properties. The paperwork on my properties alone is ridiculous. To prevent Moon Windham from disputing the estate, I must have the appearance of ownership which means I would be required to know the tenants, the stewards, the crop or cattle, and the cost versus benefit for each property. I would agree if he agrees to maintain the paperwork for each property. So when the time came for me to take over responsibility, I would have a reasonable understanding of each property. Even if Edward agrees to my terms, I will still need to have someone to assist me.” He looked to those emerald eyes for a response.

“That first part, you mentioned. Did you…well, did you mean…?”

“Oh, yes, about being pleased to marry his daughter? Is that what you are referring to, my sweet?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact, yes.” She wanted to collect her thoughts before she spoke. “Papa would be gone often, caused by his management of the properties. They were constantly requiring his attention. I know where the properties are and I know almost all the tenants. It would be easy for me to go with you to introduce you to the tenants and acquaint you with each estate and their staff.”

“Assisting me would be appreciated. It would be advantageous for you to accompany me on all my travels. I also think it would be a favorable demonstration regarding the solidarity of the...you know…of the m-marriage.” He kept watching her eyes. As if attempting to read her reactions.

“Fred – I – I don’t exactly know how to approach this conversation.”

“While you are thinking about it. The water is getting cold. We need to quickly wash up and get out, break our fast, get dressed, and get you on your way.” He cupped her breasts in both hands, pushed the nipples close together, put both nipples in his mouth, and began to suck on them. I’m so blessed! So many fun toys. “So, turn around and back up to me.” She gave him a look but turned and backed up to him, as he asked. Did he ask? She scooted back to him as he told her to and immediately, he washed her back.

“You have a beautiful back. Flawless. How can that be? You are perfection, my sweet.” She gave a bit of a ‘ha’. “Lift your arms, now.” He soaped up the washing cloth with suds and washed under her arms. How is it, she felt so comfortable with him? “Now, I need to wash these lovelies.” He began to wash one breast while he reached around with the other hand and caressed and pinched the nipple of the other. She moaned and laid her head back on his chest.

“Fred, this is not fair. You are – “ He leaned into her and spoke into her ear with a low hot, breathy sound. “Am I bothering you, my sweet?” He continued. “Scoot back a little further. I want to play with your gorgeous cunny.” Oh, he already had her wanting the pleasure he could so willingly and expertly provide.

“Do we have time before breakfast comes up?” She whimpered.

“I think we can arrange it if it is what you truly want. Tell me. You truly want my cock?”

She looked up at him over her shoulder. “Yes, Fred. I truly want…it.”

“Tell me, my sweet. Tell me what you want. I want to hear you tell me.”

“Oh, Fred. Please.”

“Tell me, Ginny.”

“I want your mouth on me. I want your cock in me. Please, Fred.”

“You want me to lick and suck on your cunny until you come on my mouth?”

“Yes, yes, Fred.” She whimpered.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, Fred.”

“Tell me – tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Fred, I want you to…I want you to fuck me.” He turned her head to the side and captured her mouth.

“I need to be in you now. Do you understand?” He demanded.

“Yes, Fred. I understand.” Delirious with need for him.

“Come, we need to get out of this cold water.” He helped her out, then he stepped out. He already had an erection. It was exciting to her – she was able to arouse him. He threw the drying cloth around her shoulders. She wanted so much to touch him. She walked closer to him, kissed him, and put her hand around his cock. It felt so different from any other part of her body. Fred moaned as they kissed. She wanted to please him, like she did in the servants’ quarters, with his hands over hers.

He wrapped his hand around hers again. “Like this, remember, my sweet? Oh, heavens. Your hands feel like silk.” She began to understand what he wanted. She stroked his cock and continued while they kissed. “Ginny put both hands on the edge of the tub.” She was unsure what he wanted but she would do as he asked. “Your arse is glorious. He put his hand down, found her entrance with his finger, then inserted one and started pumping it like she had done with his cock. “Do you like that, my sweet?”

“Yes, yes, yes.” She groaned.

He inserted another, and she gasped. “You are already so wet, my sweet.” He dipped his cock into the wetness. With one hard push, he had her cry out. He stopped. “Ginny, did I hurt you?” He bent over her and kissed her from her neck, wanting to kiss her perfect bottom. He licked and sucked her neck. She moaned. “Ginny, did I hurt you? I would never mean to hurt you.”

“I trust you, Fred. It was only that first thrust. I’m better. Please, don’t stop.”

“I don’t think I will ever stop fucking you.” He bent over her again. He kissed her shoulder, took a nipple, and started playing with it. “Tell me when you are about to come, my sweet.” She pushed against him. He had one hand on her hip. “Ginny, you can reach down and massage your clit like I do.” She hesitated at first. She felt too embarrassed to do it. “Go ahead, Ginny. It will help.”

She was more than happy he had so easily adopted his name for her. She took her right hand off the edge of the tub and tried to massage her nub like Fred did while they were having sex. She could feel her juices flowing – so wet for him. She could feel Fred’s hard cock as it slid in and out of her. That did it.

“Fred, I’m going to – Fred…” And right before she had her orgasm, Fred pinched her nipple. “Oh, God! Oh, oh, oh.” Her back bent over and she threw her head back. “My…God!”

He could feel her muscles contracting around his cock and he couldn’t control himself.

“My God, Ginny!” He gave three hard thrusts, almost knocking her into the side of the tub. Then he folded over her. “Ginny – I have never, ever in my life had such an orgasm – you are the most sensuous woman. How could I possibly ever want any other woman but you?”