He began licking her intimate space as though dining on the most fabulous meal, while she ran her tongue along his rigid length until he was glisteningly wet and so enormous she couldn't fit all of him in her mouth. But he fit perfectly below as she moistened and blossomed with desire. He moved now to position himself between her thighs, his huge pulsing head poised at the entrance to her paradise.
"How do you want me?" he asked in a throaty whisper.
"Anyway you want."
"Hard or languid?"
"Come inside and we'll see where it takes us."
He slipped in a fraction further with a sensual honeyed glide which soon had her hips rising off the bed and her shouting his name.
Languid became lusting as he drove into her toward his own climax, until she could feel him explode inside her so intensely that for a brief moment he was almost certain he could see her writhing under him in incoherent joy.
Then Sarah moved her hips, propelling him even deeper. He could feel himself trembling on the brink of another pinnacle of pleasure, and tumbled into the darkness, and the light.
Chapter Twenty-two
Sarah and Alexander set out for Bath on the Friday of that week, which dawned fair and warm. After giving Jenny and Caleb their last-minute instructions, they loaded the luggage, got into the gig and headed off.
While she drove, he kept one hand on the reins, the better to get the feel of the road, and simply because he liked the contact. Every so often he would lean over to give her a kiss, and she would thank him and pat his hand.
"We're going to have to be a bit more circumspect when we get to Bath. The people there are not accustomed to such warm devotion," she warned.
"I don't care. I want the whole world to know I love you."
"Very sweet, I'm sure. Just so long as you don't put your hand there in front of everyone in the Upper Rooms."
"That's the pot calling the kettle black." He grinned. "I'm definitely glad you can drive the team single-handedly."
They stopped off at Stone Court to see Henry Stone, but his wife Josephine told them he had gone to Bristol on business.
She looked at Alexander with undisguised admiration. Sarah was relieved that Jo was a respectable married woman. Otherwise she might never have spoken to her again. "He'll be so sorry to have missed you and your cousin. We never met at Jonathan's wedding, did we?"
"Er, no, I arrived shortly after. Back from the war, you know," Alexander said calmly.
"Pity that. Both the war and missing the wedding, I mean. Terrible news about poor Michael, and Gareth too."
"Yes, dreadful. Michael at least is resting in peace, but who knows what Gareth is suffering at the hands of the French."
"Oh don't," Josephine said with a shudder. "I just pray he's still alive."
"As do we all."
"But enough of this gloom, when you've come to visit with such a fascinating guest. Wretched war. Thank God it's over. Listen, are you sure you don't want to stay for dinner?"
"No, that's fine. Thank you all the same," Sarah replied.
"Who knows, maybe we can get up to Bath to visit as well, if Henry can get away. But with Clifford and Vanessa being in Ireland-"
"I understand, really. How are they?"
She smiled. "Very well. She's due in a few weeks. They should be back soon."
"Wonderful. Give them my best. I'm sorry to say I'm not nearly as diligent in my correspondence as I used to be."
Josephine gave her an indulgent smile, and patted her blond curls almost flirtatiously as she looked at Alexander. "Well, with such a houseguest, who could blame you."
"Tell them all I'll write soon," Sarah said in an even tone, surprised at her jealousy and her normally sensible friend's almost giddy response to the darkly handsome man.
"I shall. I'm so sorry you missed Henry. But we'll try to come up to keep you and Alexander company."
"That's all right," Sarah said quickly. "Duty calls. In any event, we wouldn't be having too much fun. Alexander is still very ill. We'll be spending most of our time in the Baths and taking the waters at the Pump Room."
Josephine eventually got the hint. A light of understanding lit her eyes and she smiled.
"Very well, Sarah, we wouldn't want to delay you and Alexander in your search for his cure. Take care, and come visit us on the way back, won't you?"
"We'll try. Goodbye."
Sarah breathed a sigh of relief that they had escaped staying for a meal or the night. She knew it was selfish, but she loved having Alexander all to herself. Every moment with him was like a magical adventure that she didn't want to share with anyone.