![]() TheyĮntered on each joy all the more eagerly so that they were previouslyĪlmost inexperienced, and also were therefore less easily sated.(1) ![]() Their desires left no stage of lovemaking untried. Parchment love drew his eyes to look on her face more than reading kept Strayed oftener to his thigh than to the pages, and his handsįound themselves at her bosom more often than to his quill and And then in their makeshift 'study’, with their books opened before them, more words ofĭesire and passion than of reading passed between them. ![]() The gentle dame and the villein, or the new Heloise - Chapter 11įrom this day on, there had been more kissing than actual teaching and learning during their so-called ‘lessons’. It wasn’t from exertion or intense pleasure. Good and pleasant kind of blank, though, and if her body had gone limp, For aįew seconds it was a though her mind and whole body had gone blank. Right now her mind was too punch-drunk for that, too knocked out. In whenever she wasn’t herself overcome with the same sensations. She was, she didn’t even watch his ecstasy, a sight she usually revelled Totally froze, aghast and empty, astounded and vacant. Of herself, from even battling en eyelid. HeĮven called her his 'darling’! The icy paralyzing something came backįull force, gripping her limbs and preventing her from moving any part Much for hearing wrong, she realised, flabbergasted by his words. “I love you so muuuch…” he then moaned, throwing his head backwards, “oh m'darliiing…!” Some heat even returned to her stomach and her loins. She held onto this idea, regaining some hope at that thought and Perhaps he had only meant he enjoyed being above her? Knew the first wave of impending pleasure was just about to hit him. Or perhaps she simply didn’t hear right? Perhaps he just called her a dove? Perhaps he said that he dove inside her? Perhaps he said he had a low view? No, she reflected, these last two were just pure silly nonsense.įelt him speed up his pace even more, saw his eyes roll upward. Meaning behind the words? Just like when he mumbled ‘so good’, or 'sweet Sybil’, or anything that kind? A spur-of-the-moment-in-the-heat-of-action kind of meaningless words? Mouth as some kind of self-encouragement, of pep-talk, without any real If she had her way… And after all, perhaps it just blurted out of his Since she didn’t want to have to explain, to have that conversation. Talk relieved that he didn’t stop to ask her if something was wrong, It didn’t reach his conscious mind, since she really didn’t want to Zealously carried on with his current task. Too far gone, too close to the brink to take notice of anything and he As caught up in what he wasĭoing as he was, he didn’t notice her sudden change of demeanour he was What the…?ĭid she hear right? She froze under him. Her eyes wide opened, she stared at him, bemused. She felt something icy and heavy spread suddenly in her chest and belly Landing and return to Earth and reality was hard, to say the least, and It sobered her up instantly, making her come down in a split second the The gentle dame and the villein, or the new Heloise - Chapter 12
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