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"Louise, you…" He protested but gave up midway.
The pleasure he was getting was so exciting that he could not think of anything else. It was as though she wanted to make him lose his mind completely because she used her hands just as much as she used her mouth. Finally, when she was satisfied, Louise returned his member right back to his breeches.
Callum panted heavily as he slowly came down from the euphoric high that he had been on. The room was silent save for Callum's heavy breathing and Louise's footsteps as she walked across the room.
"What are you doing?" Callum asked.
"My chemise," she replied.
It was at this moment that Callum realized that he had, in fact, had his eyes closed for a while because when he opened them, he saw that the moon had started to shine just slightly into the room again. The light was just enough for him to see what was in front of him. What he saw was Louise walking back toward him, having worn her chemise right back.
"Now, what do you wish to do?" She asked.
Callum shook his head. "I have no idea anymore," he said, "you have performed beyond my expectations."
Louise laughed. "I am glad I have been able to please you," she said, "now, how about we go again?"
"Louise," Callum was dumbfounded. He was exhausted but it did not quite look like Louise was tired in any way.
Before he could protest, she leaned down and kissed him. The kiss was different this time. It was more intimate, more passionate, and definitely deeper. When she began to pull away, Callum also pulled toward her, ensuring that her lips did not leave his own.
He scrambled to his feet and backed her against the wall. This time, he grabbed her bottom, pulling up her chemise and taking it out of his way while his hands feverishly explored her body. They were still engaged in a deep kiss throughout this time.
Louise seemed to be having as much fun as he was because she also grabbed her chemise pulling it up for him so that he would have better access to him. His fingers found a way to her center and he realized that the clothing there was wet and almost soaked through.
He stroked her center through the clothing until he felt her legs quiver. She was pulled in so deep in the tremor of her pleasure that she dropped her skirt, throwing both of her arms around his shoulder, holding on to him for support.
Callum slipped his fingers into her and Callum could not help but marvel at how tight and wet she was. A groan escaped Louise's throat. She quivered in his arms and Callum could tell that she wanted more of his touch. Callum moved his fingers in a tentatively slow and incredibly calculated manner around her core, but not quite dipping it in. It drove Louise insane and he knew it.
Her hands roamed over his body with an urgency that told him that she wanted more than anything for him to dip his finger back in her. Her hands roamed from under his shirt to his arms and then back to his member. While her hands were traveling all across his body, her mouth was not found wanting as they administered nibbles, kisses, and bites at different spots in his body. When he finally slipped his finger in again, she moaned against him, and her taut body against him slowly went soft as he continued to slip his finger in and out of her. Her legs trembled and she held on tightly to him as though she was holding on for dear life. He realized he must have touched her in the right place when she dipped her fingernails into his skin, clutching at him even tighter than ever.
The pain of her fingers dipping into his skin and the way she held on tightly to him drove him wild. While he continued to use his fingers on her with one hand, he held on to her with the other hand even as she quivered. He found it intensely stimulating and he continued to work her to her climax until she began to shake with a tremor. He was enjoying it so much but he wanted more.
When she gave a final grunt and had a tremor that shook her whole body, he knew then that she had climaxed. She laid on top of him, breathing rather heavily while he simply patted her back and pressed kisses on her forehead and neck. Seeing her there, on top of him, out of her breath and with her hair scattered and messy, Callum's breath caught in his chest and his member strained against his breeches yet again.
He knew then that he could never have enough of her.
ChapterSeventeen
Louise snuggled deeper into the warmth of Callum's body as she came to. His arms were draped over her midsection and her buttocks were planted directly against his member. Louise was not sure how long she had slept and by the passing moment, she began to feel terrified.What if it was already morning and Mama and Aunt Theodora were already looking for me?
She was relieved when she glanced out the window and saw that the sky was still dark. She did not know if it was in the middle of the night or close to dawn and she really did not care. All she wanted to do was stay in Callum's embrace as long as she could. After all, this could be the last time they would be together in such an intimate manner.
Louise turned to face Callum as slowly as she could in order not to wake him up. The sight of him, sleeping so peacefully beside her tugged at Louise's heart and she felt her heart fill up with love for him. Louise smiled. When she had left London for the house party at the Felington residence, if someone had told her that her life would be changed forever inthatdirection, she would simply not have believed it. However, after being disregarded by Felington, meeting Callum, and then falling deeply for him, Louise knew now that one's life could change within a manner of days.
As she watched Callum sleep, she realized with a pang that even though she knew that nothing could ever come out of what she shared with him, she certainly did not regret it. Even though she knew she should leave the room now while Callum was still asleep, she wanted to prolong the moment as much as possible, and leaving the room would certainly bring her back to reality. Therefore, she just lay there beside him, watching him sleep and daydreaming about what they could have been if the circumstances had been different.
She felt a pang in her heart at the thought that Callum just could never feel for her what she felt for him. Her feelings could never be reciprocated and even if she married another man, Louise was certain that she would still feel just as deeply for him. The kind of feeling that he elicited in her would not just disappear overnight, it would stay with her for a long time.
The more Louise thought about it, the more she found reasons why they could never be together. Even if he had not sworn off marriage, Callum's grandfather had made it known time and time and time again that she could never be good enough for his grandson. She knew she could never have the requirements needed to become a Duchess.
The only ray of light in the gloominess that enveloped Louise was the hope that the Duke's growing relationship with Aunt Theodora would make it possible for her to remain in contact with Callum. Even if she could not be with him in the way that she wanted, she would still love to always be in correspondence with him. Anything would be better than having to live her life without being able to see him.
As quietly as she could, Louise slipped off the bed and began to get dressed, determined to leave the room as soon as possible, not only so that she would not have to face Callum and bid him farewell but also so that she could slip back into her bed before her mother realized that she had been missing.
"Louise," Callum whispered just when Louise was about to slip into her dress. She turned around to see him sitting up on the bed, still looking sleepy.
"Callum, go back to bed," she whispered back.
