He pulled the animal skin closer to the fireplace, then sat down with his back pressed against the wall, and motioned for Lizzie to come sit in his lap. She sat down more or less like she had on Miss Judy earlier, and he manoeuvred her legs towards the fire. He absentmindedly stroked her hair and back through the thick, warm blanket.
“Have you warmed up a bit?” He asked softly.
She nodded. The hand that had been on her back now travelled up, all the way to her nape, which he then squeezed and massaged thoroughly. Elizabeth squirmed and unintentionally rubbed her naked behind against the coarse hair on his thighs. She glanced at him after she did it, and his eyes sent her a look that her mind interpreted asdanger.
Talbot straightened, then turned her towards himself and rearranged her legs so she was sitting astride him. Lizzie felt shy all of a sudden and made to get up, but he held on to her thighs and said, “It's time for your second lesson.”
She was confused.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to learn to ride like this?” Her husband asked as he dragged his palms up and down her thighs.
She wrapped the blanket tighter around herself but didn’t say anything. Colin leaned in and caressed her neck with his tongue, then moved it down to her shoulder. Her hold on the blanket loosened as she gave herself over to the sensation, and soon the tops of her breasts were exposed. Colin licked and kissed them thoroughly. She let go of the blanket and clutched his shoulders instead.
“Your breasts are so beautiful,” he said, and their peaks felt painfully hard at his words.
She started rubbing her sex against his without thinking. He gasped like he was in pain. She stopped, scared.
“Please, go on, please, kitten,” he grabbed her buttocks and started dragging her up and down against himself again.
Elizabeth pressed her palms against his chest for support. She felt so powerful as she looked down at his half-open mouth andhis helpless expression. It looked like he was at her mercy, like she was the mistress of his entire existence. She let her fingers and mouth enjoy his soft, naked skin.
Soon, she felt herself being stretched by his cock and was reminded of their first time together. Only that had happened under the soft, warm cover of darkness. This was happening in clear daylight, and Elizabeth didn’t know what to do with herself. Her blanket was long gone. She looked down and saw Colin lick her nipple. She gasped, not only at the physical sensation, but at the thrilling imagery of it.
“You are a vision,” he whispered, and Elizabeth closed her eyes against the awe in his voice.
With his hands on her behind helping her along, she slowly rose up until most of him was outside her, then paused, and slid back down. Over and over, she rose and dropped, her confidence and tempo improving with each motion.
Colin sounded like he was struggling to breathe, and his forehead was beaded with sweat. He then also started thrusting from under her, and she could hear wet slapping sounds that spurred her passion on even more. Due to the way their bodies were positioned, she rubbed against the coarse hair at the base of his shaft each other each time he was completely buried inside her.
She trailed his torso with her hands, feeling like all of him belonged to her, wanting to bite him to prove it in some twisted way, and that’s when it hit her.
“Oh God, oh God… Colin”, she gasped and then sagged as she felt her nether parts continue to pulse and contract and release,and Colin wrapped his arms around her to hold her up as he shuddered and groaned as well.
His lips were in her hair, and he kept muttering something intelligible. He then bestowed the most tender kisses on her shoulders, neck, cheeks, lips, and eyelids, as he stroked her naked back and her arms.
When she pulled away to look at him, he smiled as he gazed into her eyes as if to ascertain that she was well. She sleepily smiled back, feeling happier than she’d ever been.
When they finally arrived back at the manor, they were both tired, muddy, and dishevelled.
“I don’t think Mary will be able to get the musty wet smell out of this dress,” Lizzie wrinkled her nose.
“Have her ask Stevenson for advice. I’ve never encountered a wardrobe issue he was unable to solve.”
“Let's hope this won't be the first. Luckily, it’s almost dinner time, I am so hungry,” Lizzie sighed, then straightened and looked at her husband, who simply smiled at her unladylike words.
“In that case, let us hurry up and order baths so we can be at dinner as soon as humanly possible,” he said teasingly.
A hot bath was the right thing for Elizabeth’s stiff and aching body. For some reason, even her lower back hurt. But it was no wonder – after all, hadn’t she tried two new activities today? She thought about the second one, and the water in the tub felt even hotter.
As she was drying off, she noticed that her courses had started, so she called out to Mary, who was in the dressing room, frowning at her ruined clothes.
“I need the belt, please.”
Mary nodded knowingly and went to prepare the contraption.
“So the darker dress for dinner, then?”
“Mhm.”
