Vauxhall Vixen (7 page)

“Aye, that she will be, my lord.
Especially if the lady knows the flower
be
a symbol of love!” With that surprising announcement, Rosie turned away toward a large group of gentlemen who were making their way to the garden entrance.
“Fresh posies for the ladies!
The best you can buy!”

David strolled away from Rosie carefully carrying the bouquet underneath his cloak. He paid his entrance fee to Vauxhall Gardens with a bemused expression on his face as he pondered the information the flower seller had given him. When he first heard her pronouncement David had to admit to himself that he had thought about asking Rosie to make another choice. Surely to present Vivian with a bouquet of flowers which were a symbol of love was not quite appropriate at this early stage in their association? However, then David remembered their conversation in the garden the evening before. Surely the special connection they had to each other and the enjoyment they experienced in each other’s company bespoke of some extraordinary emotion. Additionally, the erotic and sensual pleasures that they had both enjoyed together signified an even greater testament to their unique relationship. As David strolled down the South Walk, he reflected upon these thoughts and came to the conclusion that the flowers were a very fitting token of his affection for the Vauxhall Vixen.

“David, David.” The object of his thoughts suddenly emerged on the path before him. “I have been standing here observing you approach for some time. You appeared preoccupied. I was not certain if you saw me,” she murmured as she grasped his arm.

David bent forward and placed a kiss upon Vivian’s veiled head. “Excuse me, my dear. I must confess I was deep in thought.”

Vivian dropped his arm and stood silently at his side for several moments. When David offered no further comment on the source of his preoccupation, she said, “Would you like me to show you the secluded glade that I spoke of last night?”

“I am very eager to see this spot, Vivian,” David answered her enthusiastically and reached to clasp Vivian’s hand in his own. “You mentioned that it was very near the ornamental fountain?”

“Yes, come with me.” She tugged on David’s hand and began to stroll down the South Walk. “The evening of the first day that I arrived in London, my friend Jane gave me an extensive tour of the gardens. She pointed this special place out to me.” She squeezed her companion’s hand. “I have informed her that I planned to use the spot tonight so there is no concern that we will be disturbed.”

David enjoyed the feeling of Vivian’s hand clasped in his as he glanced up and studied the archway they were passing under. Paintings of the ruins of Palmyra were displayed on each of the archways and the landscape on this particular archway highlighted a very realistic image. Presently the fountain came into view. This feature was silent and shrouded in darkness because it was only open on Gala nights. The supper boxes were located slightly off the pathway to their left. The murmur of voices could be heard but no strains of music filled the air. It appeared that the evening dancing program had not yet commenced.

Vivian suddenly quickened her stride. “The glade is right here, David. It is on the other side of this path.”

David matched Vivian’s swift pace and soon found himself on the other side of the archway. Vivian led him down a small embankment to come to a halt directly in front of some dense shrubbery. It appeared as if their excursion had come to an abrupt end. David started to speak when Vivian suddenly pulled one of the larger branches on the shrub toward her. An opening, large enough for one person to walk through, was revealed. “Now you can see why this site lies for the most part unnoticed, David.”

David held the limb away from Vivian’s gown as she moved forward through the hedge. He followed directly behind her, allowing the wayward branch to fall back into place once more. He stepped out into the center of the small enclosure and studied his surroundings.

The space was small and intimate, ringed by tall shrubs. Overhead but not quite blocking out the view of the night sky, large elm trees swayed gently in the evening breeze. Unlike the meadow on the previous evening, there were no fallen tree trunks to use as temporary resting spots. However, the ground was once again covered with a layer of elm leaves.

“I trust that the leaves will be soft enough for our needs this evening,” remarked Vivian.

“We can use this for added comfort as well.” David stepped forward and tossed his cloak upon the ground. As he did so, the bouquet of asters was revealed. He walked over to stand next to Vivian. “I purchased these flowers this evening for you, my dear.”

Vivian clasped her gloved hands around the delicate bouquet and stared through her veil at the small, perfectly formed blossoms. “They are beautiful, David. Thank you very much. What are they called?”

“Their name is aster, my dear. The dark shadows of the evening make it hard to discern their exact color but I was told the outer petals are a deep purple with a yellow center. I attempted to purchase some violets for you but the flower seller reminded me they do not bloom until the spring.” David concluded his brief explanation with a teasing grin.

Vivian observed David’s boyish expression as she gazed at his face through the veil. She felt her heart contract and her breathing became uneven as she noted David’s cheerful, somewhat abashed countenance as he admitted his blunder to her. Lord Maxton was indeed a very handsome gentleman and her body was reacting quite sensually to his nearness.

“You cannot be faulted for forgetting that certain flowers only bloom at brief times during the year, David,” Vivian hastily assured him. She turned away and pretended to study the surrounding shrubbery. The desperate yearning that she had experienced which caused her to act so brazenly last night was back in full force this evening. But her relationship with David was still too new and she felt wary about making the first advance tonight. Her hand shook slightly as she lifted the bouquet toward one bush. She babbled on, suddenly feeling restless and edgy, “I must make certain the flowers do not become crushed. I will place them up here on this limb. Thank you again, my lord.”

“We are back to ‘my lord’ again are we, Vivian?” David wrapped his arms around her waist after she had secured the bouquet safely away in the shrubbery. “You are shaking, my dear. Are you cold?” he asked in concern.

Vivian twisted around in David’s arms so that she was facing him once more. “No, no, David. I am fine. Please do not be distressed,” she reassured him, willing her frantically beating pulse to slow down to its normal speed.

David leaned back and studied Vivian’s shrouded face. “Because I cannot see your face, I must be satisfied with your assurances, my dear. I have a suggestion. Let us lie down together on my cloak and observe the stars.”

“What about my services that you have paid for, David?” Vivian asked.

“There is plenty of time left tonight for you to become my Vixen, my dear,” David replied lightheartedly as they walked over to stand on opposite sides of the cloak. David removed his coat, waistcoat and gloves and laid them carefully on the upper edge of the cloak. Then he kneeled down to pull the makeshift covering tight in a few places and indicated that Vivian should join him upon the ground.

She knelt down, very conscious of David’s warm gaze upon her. Vivian slowly pulled her gloves off and dropped them on top of David’s discarded clothing. Then she turned and lay down beside David. He immediately moved to clasp her hand in his.

For several minutes they each studied the night sky and listened to the murmur of the voices of the other revelers in the gardens. As Vivian lay next to David, she became aware of an urgent need to feel his hands and mouth caress her once again. She threw feelings of caution to the winds as she acknowledged this compelling hunger. She released his hand and folded the edge of her veil upward, careful to keep her eyes and nose covered. She moved her hand back toward David and shifted her palm in a caressing motion up and down his arm.

“Please, David, will you kiss me?”

David sat up and looked down at her partially uncovered face in surprise.
“Gladly, my dear.
Your mouth is delicious.”

David cradled his hands underneath Vivian’s neck, leaned down and placed his warm lips upon hers. He began with deceptively simple kisses—light,
butterflylike
caresses covering every surface on her lips. Vivian wrapped her arms around David’s neck and eagerly raised her face toward his as hot desire flowed throughout her body and she felt moisture once again between her legs.

David subtly varied his kissing technique. His warm tongue licked and traced the outer surface of her lips. Then he gently pulled her full, lower lip into his mouth and lightly sucked on the sensitive skin.

Vivian attempted to match David’s finesse by kissing him back. Their mouths opened and their tongues interlaced in a passionate dance. Vivian began to wiggle her hips up and down in an unconscious signal of her aching need for release. With one last, lingering kiss, a groaning came from deep within David’s chest.

“I believe it is time for you to be my Vixen, Vivian,” David panted softly as he slowly removed his lips from Vivian’s luscious mouth. “But I wish to pleasure you at the same time, my dear.”

Vivian sat up and her veil dropped into place over her face. “I am eager to explore your notion of mutual enjoyment, David. How best will we achieve this?”

David turned away from Vivian and searched inside his coat for his handkerchief. Upon locating this item, he placed it in Vivian’s outstretched hand. He then moved to release and open the falls of his trousers. Then David adjusted his position and moved away from Vivian so that the upper part of his body was facing the opposite end of the cloak.

“Now, my dear, it appears that we are both in a position to enjoy a sensual treat,” David grinned down at Vivian in a provocative manner. “Allow me to begin the performance.”

He placed his hands underneath the bottom edge of Vivian’s black gown. David deliberately pulled the fabric up her legs, gradually revealing Vivian’s stocking-clad limbs to his appreciative gaze.

Vivian watched David and his movements as if mesmerized. His dark, shoulder-length hair tied back against the crisp white of his linen shirt, the outline of his full lips and firm jaw as he bent over her exposed limbs.

“You are so beautiful, Vivian,” he whispered softly as he briefly halted his movements and turned to stare at her silhouetted countenance. “I am truly a very fortunate gentleman this evening, my dear.”

With that pronouncement, David slowly adjusted the bunched fabric at her hips until her bare and swollen bud was revealed to his rapacious gaze. He lowered his head and placed soft, peck-like kisses upon it.

As waves of erotic sensations moved throughout her body in reaction to David’s heady caresses, Vivian twisted her upper body around and adjusted her own position in order to better reach her objective. Once comfortable, she moved to release the silk tie on David’s drawers. She reached inside the opening of the soft fabric to gently grasp his hard cock in her warm palm. Vivian eagerly placed her moist lips over the head of his stiff shaft.

“
Mmmm
…so very sweet,” David murmured, as he rose up to study Vivian’s veiled head as she bent over his enlarged penis. “That feels wonderful, my dear.”

David returned his attention to Vivian’s wet and hot nub. He gently pulled the supple, surrounding skin on her cleft downward, placed his tongue over her raised, swollen bud and began to stroke it with his warm, moist tongue. Up and down, back and forth, he sucked and licked the sensitive nub, consciously mimicking his previous caresses upon Vivian’s mouth.

Vivian opened her mouth and moved her lips farther down his hard penis. As she felt the tip of his cock nudge the opening of her throat, she gently sucked his entire shaft by wrapping her tongue around his erection. Then she released her hold and moved her mouth back up to the tip.

Vivian gradually increased the pressure and the speed of her movements across his penis as she relished the sensation of David’s hard erection inside of her mouth. As she flicked her tongue across the small opening at the top of David’s shaft, she suddenly noticed that her partner had halted his own expert manipulation upon her body.

“You do that so well, my dear,” David gasped as she paused with her lips wrapped midway around his shaft. “I cannot hold myself back much longer.”

Vivian used his words as an incentive to increase the pleasurable sensations she was giving him. She placed her mouth all the way over his luscious cock, pulled the silken skin at the base of his penis taut and moved her hand up and down across it.

“
Yesss
, yes, yes, Vivian!”
David panted. Vivian felt his penis swell and harden inside her mouth. She pulled away and placed David’s handkerchief over his cock at the last moment as he climaxed.

David slung one arm across Vivian’s legs and lay back upon the cloak as he took some deep breaths. Vivian placed the handkerchief at her side on the ground. Adjusting her veil across her face, she lay back upon the cloak, still aroused and lustful, attempting to focus again on the stars in the sky above her.

Several moments later, David sat up and addressed her. “My dear, I apologize for my lack of manners. I attempted to hold off until you could find your own release but your mouth on my cock was driving me insane.”

“I am glad you are pleased with my service, David,” she managed to answer somewhat breathlessly.

Vivian heard David chuckle. “I would say what you provide is more than a service, my dear. You are definitely a Vixen who has mastered the art of giving pleasure with your mouth.” He sniffed the air appreciatively as he caught a whiff of his partner’s sensual, womanly scent. “But, I digress. I need to complete my portion of the performance. Relax and enjoy yourself, Vivian.”

“Oh my, oh…yes!” Vivian exclaimed as David wrapped his hands around her hips, then lowered his head and began to lick and suck her stiff nub once more.