He paused at the end of the bed, then removed each boot and set them aside before he rolled down each stocking. As the back of hisfingers brushed her inner thighs, Caroline’s body quickened again. Was it because it had been so long that her body craved more before it had to go without again?
He must have noticed because Sterling then took a finger and caressed up the inside of her thigh stopping just before her curls. Caroline could not have held back the moan if she wanted to.
He straightened then and before her very eyes first removed his boots then his clothing. His perfect chest and abdomen were the first to be revealed and it was so much better than she remembered, and then he pushed his trousers over his hips then tossed them aside.
Goodness! She was not the only one who was ready for intimacy a second time, and he was magnificent.
Sterling leaned forward and kissed her deeply, caressed her once again, knowing exactly where to touch and how, and almost before she could prepare, her release came over her with such power that she cried out again. This time he didn’t wait but filled her completely and Caroline met him thrust for thrust, over and over until she reached her climax again, but he continued, over and over. Then he was gone, and once again spilling his seed onto her belly.
Goodness!
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Sterling awakened morecontent than he had been in a very long time. Beside him, on her side was Caroline, as naked as she had been when she fell asleep. He was curled around her, a hand on her breast, his body coming alive again.
The passion that had come over him last night was unlike any he had ever experienced. He could hardly keep control enough to bring her pleasure and his came on him quickly.
Caroline snuggled back against him and if she kept doing so he would be waking her in the most pleasant of ways. Perhaps he should wake her now so that they could enjoy each other once more before they were forced to return to Wyndview Farm.
It would be difficult to be lovers there. She lived with her father and he lived with his mother, and servants were often around, so it would be complicated to get away without someone knowing. He supposed that they could sneak out to meet, but in doing so it tarnished what they had shared as if they were doing something wrong.
Perhaps they were, but he didn’t care. He wanted to share as much with Caroline and enjoy her company and share a bed until he had to board a ship.
Given that his time was short, Sterling kissed Caroline’s neck as he trailed his fingers over her abdomen with every intention of waking her with pleasure when someone began pounding on the door.
“Mrs. Sutcliffe. Lord Wyndham. We have the wagon ready.”
What the blazes was Kaya doing up so early? She had been married yesterday. If anybody should be snuggling and naked in bed right now, it was her and Malik.
Caroline pushed him away and jumped from the bed. “We will be out in a moment,” she called.
Sterling was slower to get out of bed but he watched as Caroline rushed to roll on her stockings and her boots then pulled her shift and then dress down over her head before she disappeared behind the blanket. A moment later she stepped back through the blankets, her hair brushed and valise in hand.
He hoped she had no regrets because he certainly had none.
*
Caroline’s hands hadbeen shaking as she straightened her gown and tried to repair her hair.
She had been intimate with Sterling last night—twice—then slept naked with him. She had not even done that when she was married. Had she turned completely wanton?
Did she care?
No and she had no regrets. She may never have this opportunity again and she was going to take something for herself.
Caroline finished shoving her items into the valise and stepped between the blankets to find Sterling already dressed and putting his belongings in a bag.
“Are you ready to return to Wyndham Farm?” he asked.
“I suppose I am.”
“Last night…”
Her heart nearly stopped because she feared he was going to say it was a mistake and would not happen again and that it would never be discussed. She tried to prepare herself.
“…was more than my apparent meager imagination.”
Her face heated.
