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Category:
Historical Fiction
ISBN-10: B0DPGVD2SS
Type: Fiction
Pages: 114
Copyright: Oct 3,2024
ISBN-13: 97988865681779
Price: $0.99 (eBook)
ROMMEL MEETS REBECCA
Awakening in a strange room with a man she does not know, a woman fights to reclaim a life of which she has no memory.
The moody, volatile man fascinates and intrigues, however. She is instantly drawn to the handsome, angry male.
She awakens in an unfamiliar room, accompanied by a man she has never seen before.
Her past is a complete blank.
She doesn't even know her own name.
Instantly drawn to this volatile, moody
male, she senses a primal connection between them.
The man's cold and hostile demeanor serves only to pique her interest more.
How has she wronged him? Has she? There are two sides to any tale, after all.
She must gather the frayed fragments of her existence, piece by precious piece. She is determined to find her rightful place in this darkly, erotic world she has stumbled into.
Excerpt
Chapter 6 Hastily Made Plans
Erich pulled up short, sensing the young Parlor maid had something to say which was odd in itself for having worked her three years now, he knew...she had yet to speak to him personally.
“Yes, is there something you need, Emily?” He encouraged.
“The new Mistress, Sir. She be very nice indeed.” The girl blushed profusely. “She is ever so pleasant to we folk who be here. We...we like her, Sir. Thank you very much, for...bringing her.” she smiled politely, going on her way with a quick curtsey once again.
Erich looked after the girl, his thoughts of a suspicious nature.
He quickened his steps, taking the stairs two at a time. Something would simply have to be done about this ‘Mistress of the House’ debacle.
He burst into the room, his temper high.
Tessa swirled about, startled, grasping the large towel to her breasts.
“Do you never knock, man?” she scowled darkly at him.
Erich took in the bare shoulders, tiny feet showing out from under the heavy wrap, the long, lush curls falling over her shoulders, his temper calming a bit.
“What is it now?” it was demanded. “I didn’t take the bloody picture down. What is the dragon lady saying?”
“What have you been telling the servants.” he recalled his reason for being angry in the first place.
“Concerning?”
“The situation which exists between us.”
“There is no ‘situation’ between us.” Tessa stated frostily. “What do you mean?”
“Then perhaps they have surmised we are an ‘item’ from the fact you have completely taken over the running of this household.”
“Are y’ daft?” the girl was lost. She hoisted the heavy material once again to her breast because the damned thing kept slipping. “I did not do anything to your precious dungeon-o-horrors. I have been in this room for most of the day.”
It was Erich’s turn to be confused.
The girl tried to cross the area, tugging, pulling, jerking the heavy material along the way. “I will be gone in a few days’ time. I cramped all day, and it was not simply from the food you serve.”
The man watched the woman rub lotion on her slender arms, shoulders and neckline. There was something very erotic about the action to his dismay.
“If that is true, if you are close.” he looked away from the woman, transferring his attention to a trinket on the desk. It was his sister’s locket. “What are your plans. You cannot simply walk out of this...dungeon. Where will you go? What will you do? You must allow me to give you enough silver to...”
“Do not even go there.” she halted her activity to warn.
“You are being ridiculous, and I think you know as much.” the man sighed. “The question is ‘why?”
The woman sought her brush, loosening the ribbon on her hair. The one that held the beautiful locks back from her face. “I...I do not wish anything from you. It is that simple.”
“You wanted something from me that night.” her words troubled the man greatly.
“As you said, it was a mistake.”
Erich called her bluff. “You do not regret what happened...no more than I.” he stated quietly. “Listen to me, please.” he tempered his speech for once, moving farther into the room.
He moved slowly, cautiously but, were he honest with himself, he had not been able to get the woman out of his thoughts this day.
Seeing her now, knowing that beneath that wrap, she wore nothing...
He could no longer deny his...interest.
And what if that were so. It was just a ‘male’ thing, surely. He could not be faulted for wishing more out of life occasionally, than work and drudgery of running this estate.
“I have formulated a plan which might work to both our benefit.”
He had her attention, he could see. The blue eyes were blinking their innocence even now.
For a moment, his resolve wavered but then he hardened his heart. “I want my freedom, make no mistake but I believe...it does not have to end there.”
Those blue eyes were lost, clearly.
“I am...attracted to you. Physically.”
Tessa’s mouth fell agape.
“And I think you find me...acceptable in those terms, no... hear me out.” he held up a staying hand. “As you once pointed out, we are both adults, let us discuss the situation logically...frankly.”
Tessa shifted about restlessly for she was most uncomfortable with the turn of events.
“After we have dissolved our union.” that should be easy, as none existed. “I will have my solicitor draw up the necessary papers, if that is satisfactory to you?”
Surely, Friedrich could come up with some facsimile of a fake set of documents.
“I see no reason to alter our...living arrangements for the time being.” again, the man moved ever so warily with this one. “You may remain here as long as you please. I will give over an ample expense account. You may wish to move into town, actually...have your own space, as it were. Whatever...it matters not to me.”
Tessa’s expression gave nothing away.
“You may pursue whatever interests you possess. I am not stifling in my...requirements.”
“And you will have a paid whore for your amusement whenever it pleases you.” She seemed impressed with the twists and turns of his mind.
“Bluntly put but yah.” the man would not sugar-coat it.
The girl considered her options. “I have been offered a better proposition, Sir.” She threw him a curve he did not see coming. “Thank you for your kind offer, of course but...no... thank you.”
“What...proposition?” Erich demanded.
“I advertised.” the young girl sat demurely, careful to tuck the cloth at all the appropriate spots of interest. “I have employment waiting. It is not much but at least, it is...respectable.” she lifted a scolding stare. “May I retire? The day has been a trying one.”
Erich did not wish to leave it like this. “Of what sort of position are we speaking?”
“Salesclerk. A millenary shop.”
“I do not believe you.” He didn’t.
“Madame Cicely’s card is on the chest just there. You must have seen the shoppe in town?”
The woman drew in an even breath. “I start my duties Monday next.”
The man stuffed his hands into the pockets of his breeches, his infamous mind ticking away at the problem.
He wanted this woman sexually. He was painfully aware of her in a very physical sense even now.
Erich had lain awake these past nights, knowing she was just down the corridor...wanting to go to her. To Sate his appetite.
No woman had affected him in such a manner for quite some time.
Why this banshee had caught his attention, was anyone’s guess.
She was beautiful in her own way, and he could not forget the pleasure her body could afford his own.
“Was there something else?”
The man lifted his head, clearing his thoughts. “Yah.” He was afraid there was.
“Well?” Tessa asked politely.
“I wish to share your bed this night.” There...it was said. Erich breathed easier.
Tessa paled then flushed heatedly. “I beg your pardon.”
“You are my wife. And until I say otherwise...you have a duty to me.”
Those blue eyes were wide with astonishment.
“May I remind you, you have repeated told me, you no longer wish me to fill that position.” her temper was rising.
He shrugged nonchalant shoulders. “I am a man with a man’s needs.” That much was true at least. “I am comfortable with you.”
“I am not comfortable with you, Sir.” Tessa stated emphatically. “I do not wish to do...what it is you suggest.”
“I can change your mind on the matter.”
“You are...an egotist!” she snapped.
“I can prove my words.” he reminded leisurely.
She arose, appalled for such male eccentricity. “I will not do it.”
“I am afraid...I must insist.” the man’s blood soared in his veins suddenly.
“You...you would force this issue?”
“You would enjoy me doing so.” Erich sensed a fire in the woman. He knew how to stoke...fires.
“I most certainly would not.”
“Then do not refuse my request.” He suggested evenly. “You know I can make your pleasure. You remember in what manner, do you not? There are other...methods one can use to insure even greater...”
“I do not believe you.”
“I assure you, the methods exist.”
“I meant.” Tessa breathed out her incredulous state. “The audacity of what you ask appalls me.”
“I do not ask.” the man reminded. “I do not have to.”
She tightened her mouth. “Short of screaming the house down, what choice have you left me?”
The tiny bundle of nerves faced her subjugator defiantly. “Well, then...please tell me. Where would you like me?” She waved a hand about. “Should I simply bend for my Lord’s pleasure?”
Erich’s cock expanded to its full length at the carelessly stated remark.
He closed his eyes, visions flashing before his mind’s eye. The man grunted lasciviously.
“Should I lift this material, or do you prefer to do it yourself?” the woman’s tone was shaky and furious.
Erich removed his hands from his breeches for there was no longer room for them.
“You do it.” he motioned with his hand, his tone husky with involvement. His eyes roamed the petite figure with masculine appreciation.
Tessa lifted her head, loosening the tuck of the drape, allowing it to fall in sheaves about her feet.
The blue eyes stared at the man with cold disdain.
Erich caught his breath, his gaze taking in the visual beauty.
“You are...lovely.”
The rosy peaks of her breasts hardened under his gaze. The flat stomach caught his attention for it tapered into the soft, cushy curls of her apex.
Tessa felt exposed and vulnerable and...miserable.
The man crossed, taking a seat by the hearth. “Comesta here.” He indicated a braided rug before the warm fire. “Get down on all fours.”
Tessa blinked her shock. “W-Wha...”
“I wish to observe my property.”
She glanced at the are indicated.
“I enjoy looking at you. Come...just here.” Once again the man showed her the spot he wished.
His eyes swept the indentation of her waist, the slender curves of her hips, the long lush curls falling over her shoulders, down her back.
The man leaned forward, bracing his forearms across his thighs. “Do you see this candle?” his head motioned to the object beside him on the table. “I can give you such pleasure with it, if you allow.”
Tessa blinked, totally lost and adrift.
“Then I shall come to you.” He didn’t mind in this instance, crossing to stand directly before the smaller figure. “It has been almost a week. Do you not think you have punished me enough?”
His tone washed over her.
“You...will do this thing and tomorrow, you will say horrid things to me.”
“I will not.” She was assured, by a husky whisper. His hands infiltrated into the silk of her hair, bringing her mouth to his.
He pushed gently on the hard surface of her buttocks, moving her stomach to his arousal. “I am so hard for you.” he lifted his mouth to share. “I want inside you so badly, woman.”
Tessa whimpered meekly, tip-toeing to recapture his mouth.
Her fingers held tightly clenched to the vest he wore.
“I enjoy kissing you.” His breath smelled of coffee and mint. “I enjoy...fucking you.”
The woman’s stomach roiled in the most delectable way, producing a small moan of excitement.
Erich’s fingers rubbed her crease lovingly. “You are already wet for me.” He eased his finger into the slick hole, pumping slowly in and out. “Lift your nipple for my pleasure.”
To her dismay and embarrassment, Tessa found herself wishing to do his bidding.
Erich feasted upon the treat eagerly. He eased his middle finger higher inside her, stroking lovingly.
The man halted all endeavors, lifting the small form in his arms. He sought her lips, his tongue flicking about the moist cavity hungrily. He lay the woman into the coverlet, kneeling beside the bed, his palms holding her thighs apart as he...leaned, finding the secret nub he sought.
He suckled gently and of long duration and in seconds, had his reward.
Erich arose, smiling down to the sated woman, the sounds she made while he serviced her making his all the harder.
He turned her about effortlessly, placing pillows beneath strategically. “I want to watch it happening.” His huge palm grasped his shaft, placing it to the tiny hold, then he leaned slowly, embedding the bulb into the straining tension.
His hand curved to her buttock, and he leaned, his eyes flaming to life as he watched the proceedings.
Soon the rounded melons were bobbing freely with the strength of his thrusts.
His hands reached engulfing them protectively, his fingers playing with her nipple when he pleased. The free one, massaged her clit with quick, confident strokes.
He climaxed strongly, then brought the girl to yet another nerve-shattering moment.
The man slowly removed his shaft from the steamy little entrance.
“You see.” His tone caressed her. “The position I offer has perks as well.”
He left her, not even bothering to remove the pillows he had placed to his advantage.
Let them be a reminder of his...improvisational abilities.
Besides the man enjoyed the visual of that sweet ass presented for his pleasure. It would do for a time until...he visited her room later this night...again.
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