Lessons of Love (25 page)

“
Will you do as I ask?”
Jolie
nodded. How could she not? Her legs were quivering, her body burning with desire, her heart pounding
so hard it roared in her ears.

“
I want to see you naked in the water love, splashing about wit
h lust in your eyes, wet and willing, ready for love. I want to see my little water nymph. Take off your gown and play in the water,
Jolie
."

“
Cole
... I ...”

“
Do it
Jolie
. Do it for me. I want to see you naked and wet in the moonlight.”
Cole
began to unfas
ten the long row of buttons down her back.
Jolie
shook her head in protest but he didn
’
t stop. He slid his hand back down between her thighs and pushed a finger into her womanhood once more. She was so incredibly hot and ready. The scent of her was intoxic
ating and it swelled his shaft, making it throb. “
I promise it will be all right love. Let yourself go,
Jolie
. Think how wonderful the water will feel as it flows over your hot skin and runs down here
.
”
He stroked her nub roughly making her breath catch. “
Let the water run bet
ween your legs, little nymph.”

Jolie
was torn. She wanted him, oh how she wanted him, and the idea was shockingly stimulating, but there was still a bit of the chaste girl she
’
d once been deep inside. “
Cole
, someone might see us
.
”

“
Hus
h love, no one is in the garden. In fact, I know exactly where the men are. They are guarding the boundaries of the property. Now do as I ask, little one. I want to see the water droplets running over your breasts and between your thighs. Be my water nymp
h
,
Jolie
.”

Jolie
twisted to look at him but
Cole
held her firm until all the buttons were undone. He slid her dress off her shoulders and it fell in a billowing heap at her feet.
Jolie
stood there in her chemise and pettic
oats looking around nervously.

“
St
rip for me
Jolie
. Strip and go in the water.”

She slowly slid her petticoats over her hips then curled her fingers under the edge of her chemise, pulling it over her head with trembling hands.
Cole
hissed as he drew in a sharp breath, enchanted by her roun
ded hips and downy cleft. His cock throbbed as he watched her toss her chemise aside, his desire so intense it was almost painful. Fire burned in his l
oins. He had to have her soon.

Her own desire finally dashed her inhibitions and set her free.
Jolie
look
ed at
Cole
with a coquettish smile on her face then threw her head back and laughed out loud. She felt decadent and wicked as the soft breeze brushed over her nipples and naked body. Turning from
Cole
she went to the fountain and stepped in.
Jolie
walked t
o the place where the spray fell downward and stood beneath it. The water was cool and goose bumps rose on her skin. Her nipples, hard as pebbles already, tightened even more. A delicious tingling shot through her as her body was caressed by the water. Sh
e
raised her arms above her head and turned to look at
Cole
. He had peeled off his topcoat, shirt and boots and was standing with his mouth slightly agape, staring in awe at the bea
utiful water nymph before him.

“
Come play in the water with me,
Cole
.”
Jolie
splashed water at him then spun around under the fountain
’
s spray on her toes. “
Do you want to play, love?”
She ran her hands down over her body then stretched up once more, arching her back, her nipples thrusting outward, legs parted ready for her l
over.
Her voice was smok
y with passion. Gone was the modesty, it had fled as the heat of desire took over her body.
Cole
growled and lowered his breeches, completely unleashing his raging shaft. His manhood pulsed hot and hard, filled with hot blood at the visi
on before him. He stepped into the fountain and went to
Jolie
. She splashed him again and skittered out of his reach, her musical
laughter trailing behind her.

Cole
made a grab for her once again, but she ducked under his arms and slipped away dousing him
with another splash.
Cole
shared in her laughter and lunged for
Jolie
, catching her before she was able to get away, pulling her down, pinning her body to the smooth fountain tiles with his own. He held her, seeking her mouth, as the water rained down, ma
king their skin slippery wet. Hands sliding, teasing, stroking. Mouths
joining and giving pleasure.

Cole
lay upon her, hands roaming her body, devouring her lips, nudging her thighs apart.
Jolie
twisted out from under him, not ready to stop their play.
Co
le
growled as she splashed water in his face. “
Come here
nymph, you need to be loved.”

He rose from the water and caught her deftly, holding her slippery body tight, making escape impossible. The heat of her skin burned into him, driving him crazy with nee
d. The time for games had ended, his body demanded release. His lips claimed hers, t
ongues battling fiercely. Their
passion intense, wild, frenzied, and rough. He grasped her shoulders, pushing downward.
Jolie
fell to her knees before him, taking his pulsi
ng shaft into her mouth.
Cole
hissed, the cool water in sharp contrast with her hot mouth a
lmost making him lose control.

She stroked his shaft with the flat of her tongue, tickling him with it, flicking here and there, doing her best to make him as wild a
s he had made her. She teased and tantalized, suckling the head of his shaft, her little pink tongue darting in and out, running up the underside before taking him in again.
Jolie
reached around
Cole
and grabbed his buttocks, holding him tight as she slid
his shaft in and out of her mouth drawing him in as deep as she could, staring
into his eyes all the while.

Watching her as she pleasured him added to his passion. She looked so incredibly erotic, eyes hooded with lust as his shaft disappeared between her
rounded lips.
Cole
threw back his head and cried out, his muscular cheeks clenching in her grip as his balls
tightened, ready to explode.

Cole
reached for
Jolie
and pulled her up. He turned her around and pushed her forward against the marble column of t
he fountain. She wrapped her arms around it for support as
Cole
grabbed her bottom cheeks and spread her wide.
Cole
lifted her up onto her toes, and thrust himself inside her in one smooth motion.
Jolie
gasped, muscles tightening, squeezing
Cole
’
s cock ins
ide her. Sheathing him within her liquid fire. He held her still, trying to stay his climax, but she wiggl
ed on his shaft, needing more.

Jolie
threw her head back as his shaft pulsed inside her. “
Take me,
Cole
. Take me now!”

The last came out as a husky d
emand as she thrust her bottom backwards and began to tighten and release her muscles.
Cole
groaned and did as she asked, stabbing her with his cock, lifting her off her toes, pushing forward, rocking back, and establishing a harsh rhythm. Their lovemaking
was frenzied, almost frantic, she was his and his alone. To know she had almost been taken by another made him crazy.
Cole
held her hips and took her hard, riding her with a possessive intensity and
Jolie
responded in kind, loving the feel of him clai
ming
her for his own.

Their lovemaking was uninhibited and rough, the heat built between them, driving them to dizzying heights, while the cool water rushed over their fevered skin.
Jolie
was crying out with each thrust as he pushed her forward, breasts press
ed against the cold marble. He squeezed her bottom tightly and pressed into her hard. Rocking and rubbing his hips against her bottom, pushing forward, filling he
r and driving her to the edge.

As he felt her body begin to climax he reached around and began
to rub her swollen nub.
Jolie
cried out and
Cole
rolled it between his fingers while pumping his cock in over and over. He felt her body explode as her muscles contracted and squeezed him like a molten hot vice. His orgasm burst forth from his very core.
Every nerve sizzled, every muscle clenched. His mind was dizzy, his heart pounding with the intensity of his release. He bent forward, over
Jolie
’
s back and crushed her to him hearing her cries of pleasure. She rocked herself back against his hard body, ta
king her pleasure, demanding satisfaction, trembling at the powerful sensations coursing th
rough her until she was spent.

Cole
smiled as she called out his name, nipping her neck as she cried out her passion. Her voice unrestrained, wild, and free. He slow
ly brought her back to earth with a gentle rocking motion and sweet whispered words of love, gently stroking her between her netherlips as the last shockwaves of her orgasm coursed through her.
Cole
pulled out and lifted her into his arms. She relaxed agai
nst him, lost in the wonderful feeling of loving and being loved, totally content, her body as limp as a rag doll.
He carried
Jolie
out of the fountain
and laid her out on his shirt. L
ooking down at her as her skin glowed in the moonlight, thinking he
’
d n
ever seen a more beautiful sight. He knelt next to her and traced his finger down the length of her curves, pleased when her nipples instantly hardened. He smiled at her body
’
s reaction to his slightest touch. He stroked her again and she shivered.
“
Are y
ou cold, love?”

“
Um... just a little. Hold me.”

Cole
gathered her close, pulling her into his lap. He pressed kisses along her hairline and upon her temple as
Jolie
kept her eyes closed and drifted along in the afterglow of their loving. She shivered agai
n as the cool air
dried the water from her body.

“
I
’
m taking you to bed.”
He set her from him and pulled on his b
reeches, then reached for her.

“
My clothes.”

“
Don
’
t worry sweet.”
Cole
picked up his topcoat and wrapped her in it. It was huge and fell to her
knees. Satisfied, he scooped
Jolie
up into his arms and carried her back to the house through the now empty ballroom.
Cole
glanced down at her, intending to make a comment about the success of the ball, only to find her asleep. Kissing her forehead
Cole
h
eld her close to his heart and walked towards the stairs blissfully happy until Gregor
suddenly stepped in his path.

Cole
stopped in his tracks, stunned to see him. “
Gregor, when did you return? I thought you were going to stay in Boston until next week.”
Cole
did his best to maintain a light tone, but his ire was rising rapidly as he watched the ma
n ogle his semi-clothed wife.

“
Business there wasn
’
t going very well. I am beginning to wonder why you sent me there in the first place.”
Gregor
’
s eyes bore int
o
Cole
’
s and then looked upon the sleeping
Jolie
once more. The hatred in his eyes was blatant, and it filled
Cole
with fear. He held
Jolie
closer, eyes locked on his right-hand man. When Gregor once again looked up, the warning he saw on
Cole
’
s face was c
old and clear.
‘
Stay away f
rom my wife or I
’
ll kill you
’.