It’s hump day, and this week I bring a moment of quiet serenity between Lord Markham and Lady Lydia, because even the most carnal couples need love and intimacy…
“What just transpired between us, Thomas?” I ask, dreamily.
He chuckles lightly at my question. “I think you know, my love,” he says, kissing the top of my forehead.
“Well, yes,” I admit. “Yet it was more than that, wasn’t it? It felt more…?”
“I think each time we love each other it feels a little more?” He offers the explanation whilst leaning on his right elbow, looking down upon me.
I consider his words, but find that they do not sufficiently explain the breadth of what I feel. “I think it was the crop…” I confess, burying myself into his chest as the admission leaves my lips.
“Yes,” he breaths into my hair. “You did seem to enjoy it more this time?”
I sigh, the sound resonating deeply within me. “It is wondrous – and awful – all at the same time?” I risk a glance up to his face, as I offer my account.
“I will never deliver more than you can handle,” he promises.
I swallow at his sensual expression. “I know,” I whisper.
“It seems,” he says, drawing himself down so that we are now eye to eye. “That you are more and more relishing my darkness, Lydia?”
“I relish every part of you,” I reply, but then seeing his expression I stop. “Yes, I think you are right,” I affirm.
He kisses me once more, the act a sensual connection between us. “The more I push you in that dark direction, the more you respond, my love,” he says, his eyes boring into me.
“The more you push me there,” I correct him. “The more you make the mundane seem unpalatable.”
The last thing I remember is the sinful look on his face as I slip finally into a satiated slumber.
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