Lessons of Love (16 page)

Nine
 

Jolie
awoke to the feel of
Cole
’
s mouth gently suckling her breast. The tingling sensation shot f
rom her nipple straight to the center of her womanhood. She sighed and snuggled closer to
Cole
loving the feel of his hard hot body surrounding her.
Cole
rose up on his elbow and looked down upon her with a devilish grin on his face as he absently toyed wi
th the nipple
he had sucked to a hard peak.

“
Good morning
,
love. How are you feeling this morning, Mrs.
Jameson
?
Cole
delighted in calling her that. She was his, bound to his side and to his bed by law. No other man would ever touch her. The thought of ano
ther man putting his hands on
Jolie
made
Cole
seethe with an intense feeling of jealousy. She b
elonged to him.

“
I
’
m well, Monsieur.”
Jolie
blushed as she said the words, simple as they were. She was more than well. Just the feel of
Cole
’
s naked body presse
d to hers and the circle he was tracing around that one now incredibly sensitive nipple made her flush with pleasure. He smiled as he continued to tantalize her breast, wondering if she was getting wet for him. Was her body preparing itself for her husban
d
’
s hard cock
because of his teasing touch?

Cole
rolled onto
Jolie
, pinning half of her under him. He reached over and took her free wrist in his hand, raising it above her head, controlling her, preventing her from moving. His mouth descended onto her bre
asts, one then the other, back and forth relentlessly until she was squirming beneath him. The fact that his wife was so full of passion delighted him. Yes, women could be taught how to pleasure a man, but this wild abandon had to come from within. He cou
l
d teach her how to use her hands, body, and mouth to satisfy him, but this passion, this yearning to be taken and touched couldn
’
t be instilled i
n a woman who was made of ice.

Cole
’
s mouth left her breasts, and he smiled as he looked down at
Jolie
. Her lip
s were drawn into a pout and she made a little cooing noise at the loss of sensation. She arched her back, wanting him to suckle her, needing his touch but he was going to deny her. He was going to take her into the city today to be fitted for some decent
gowns and it would be good for the little vixen to be hot an
d ready for him all day long.

Let her head be filled with thoughts of him driving into her as she writhed beneath him until she came. He would enjoy seeing her wiggle around trying to sooth the a
che between her thighs. Perhaps he would get them a hotel room and tumble her quickly only to leave before the day was out. That would set the matron
’
s tongues wagging. He would let it be known that she was his and he would take her
anywhere and anyhow he
liked.

Cole
let his hands roam over her silky skin for a few more minutes, stoking the fire within her delectable little body. He slid a finger into her womanhood hard and fast and
Jolie
cried out and brought her hips off the bed wanting to be touched, nee
ding to be satisfied. Her body was incredibly wet, her honey christening his fingers as they plunged into her.
Cole
played a bit longer and then pulled his hand away. His manhood would soon insist he finish what he started and that couldn
’
t be. His wife ne
eded to have an intense ache between her legs and the flush of passion on her cheeks while he es
corted her around New Orleans.

Jolie
sighed at the loss of his wonderful hands. She looked up at
Cole
to see his dark blue eyes full of merriment and smiled shy
ly at him before looking away.
Cole
put a hand under her chin and forced her to look back up into her eyes. “
Never be embarrassed by your passion, sweet. You are full of fire and I wouldn
’
t have you any other way. I
’
m delighted that you find pleasure in ou
r lovemaking. Unfortunately, we can
’
t spend the day in bed exploring new ways to give each other pleasure. I
’
m taking you into the city today and if we want to be home before nightfall we need to leave in an hour. Can you bathe and eat a quick breakfast b
y
then,
Jolie
?”

Jolie
bit her lip and looked down again. What was she going to do? How could she ensure Celia
’
s safety? She wanted to go to New Orleans with
Cole
,
but what of Celia? “
Cole
... “

He frowned at her, seeing her
hesitation. The day was planned
,
and that was all there was to it. If she fussed he would take a hairbrush to her backside. “
What is it,
Jolie
? I am not in the mood to argue. I won
’
t have you spoil a perfec
t day with your sharp tongue.”

Her eyes looked at him beseechingly, wanting to tell
him of her fear, but not wanting to anger him. “
I shall worry a
bout Celia while we are gone.”

“
I will speak to Gregor before we leave little one. I will make it known that he isn
’
t to lay a hand on her. She can spend most of her time in your chambers arra
nging your things. Your old gowns must be put away and I
’
m sure your hats and such will keep her busy. She is free to move about the house as she wishes, but may not go outside. I will
speak to her before we leave.”

Jolie
frowned, not convinced Celia would
truly be safe. Seeing her frown
Cole
looked down at her and took her face in his hands. “
I promise little one, Gregor will not touch her. He has worked for me for many years
,
and he
won
’
t go against my orders. All
right?”
Jolie
looked up at him wanting to
believ
e him, needing to believe him.

“
Jolie
, do not spoil today. I swear I will paddle your bottom until it
’
s as red as a strawberry if you utter one more word of complaint. Do you want the seamstress to know your husband h
ad to take you over his knee?”

“
Oh
Cole
.”
He suddenly gathered her in his arms and brought his lips down upon hers.
Cole
kissed her hard, leaving no room for questions or arguments. His hands began to roam over her fevered skin, teasing and stroking until there was nothing else in her wo
rld but him. He held her down and swiftly nudged her legs apart with his knee.
Cole
entered her with a powerful thrust, once, twice, three times, driving her down into the bed and then he withdrew. Let the little minx think about that for the day. It shoul
d occupy her.
Jolie
arched her hips up and moaned. She looked at him, eyes hot with desire, a pout scrunching up
her delectable lips.

“
Cole
... love me.”

Though he wanted to, though his manhood was close too demanding he did,
Cole
rolled to the side, gave h
er nipple one more delicious roll between his finger and thumb, and kissed
Jolie
on the forehead. “
That should keep your mind off Celia for the day love. We shall shop and have lunch and I will spoil you buying everything you desire. Then I shall bring you
home and g
ive you what your body needs.”

Cole
pulled on his breeches and looked around his bedroom, spying her dress hopelessly wrinkled on the floor. It would take too long to dress her again. “
Come here, love.”
Jolie
rose from the bed, her body still ti
ngling and flushed with unrequited passion.
Cole
stripped the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around her s
ecurely.

“
We need to get you back to your quarters, and I won
’
t have any of my men seeing your charms. We shall have to give the bedroom arrangemen
ts some thought. Some wives need their own bed, you, my dear, most definitely do not”
Cole
carried her to her chambers wrapped tightly in the blanket, held close to his heart. He unlocked the door and strode in, placing her on her feet and bidding good mor
ning to a surprised Celia. “
I shall see you in an hour Mrs.
Jameson
. We shall have to add a proper dressing robe to our list of things to buy. I don
’
t want any of my men ogling you as you go back to your rooms every morning.”
~~~~~~~
 

Cole
called for
Jo
lie
in exactly one hour and was pleased to find her ready and waiting. He looked her over, giving a slight scowl. “
You are quite lovely little one but that gown is an insult to your charms. You won
’
t be wearing anything so smothering from now on. I want to
take in the sight of your lovely breasts rising above the neckline of your gown every time I am forced to see you clothed. If I had my way, you would spend your days naked a
nd ready for my every desire.”

Jolie
blushed and
Cole
’
s eyes sparkled with merrime
nt. He wondered how she was going to react when he told her she was forbidden to wear undergarments. Just the thought of being able to bend her over a chair and throw up her skirts on a whim to plunge into her
,
or paddle her lovely bottom caused his manhoo
d to stir. Was his little vixen still feeling the tingle of lust between her thighs?
Cole
thought she must be judging from the way her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled. This pleased
Cole
to no end. He wanted all of New Orleans to know that his lit
tle wife was full of passion. Perhaps he would bring her to the very brink of orgasm right before they arrived in the city.
Jolie
would be wet and fidgety as she was measured for her gowns and would certainly be a sight to behold. He would delight in every
moment and then whisk her off to
the hotel for a quick tumble.

“
Celia, I
’
ve spoken with my men and made it very clear that you are not to be touched. You are free to roam the house at will but you are not to venture outdoors. Feel free to turn the thumb l
ock on this door whenever you are in your Mistress
’
s chambers. I possess the only key. We shall be returning
before nightfall.”

“
Yes, Monsieur.”

“
You will be perfec
tly safe, my dear. I promise.”

“
Thank you, Monsieur. I shall spend the da
y arranging My Lady
’
s things.”

“
Very well. All of her old gowns should be put into a trunk. She won
’
t need them any longer. We shall bring you several gowns also. We can discuss your chamber arrangements this evening. If not then, in the morning. Your mistress won
’
t be in ne
ed of your services when we arrive home. You are to spend the night here if we are late or too ... occup
ied to speak with you.”

Cole
glanced at
Jolie
and was pleased to see her eyes wide with shock and her cheeks turning bright red. Good, let the little im
p be embarrassed. She had to learn that he was in charge of everything. There would be no modesty in his household. He wouldn
’
t hide his passion for his wife under the silly rules of proper decorum. He desired her and would take her wherever he saw fit
,
an
d he
’
d damn well do it often so he
might as well let it be known.