He waited as long as he could stand before he came to her. He wasn't sure how long ladies required to prepare for bed – having never experienced this sort of liaison before.

He quickly crossed the hall and opened the door. He was pleased to see her standing before the fire. Navigating this upright seemed less daunting than fumbling within the bed clothes. She looked wary as he approached, but willingly stepped into his embrace.

The kisses they shared held the same amount of passion as before, but the element of anticipation was new and exciting territory.

Darcy untied her night dress and followed its progress down her body with his eyes. She tried to cover herself from his view but his lips latched onto her breast before her hands could travel that far. He heard her sharp intake of breath and felt himself grow uncomfortably hard in response. The plan had been to take this slow, but with her nipple in his mouth, he wasn't sure he could.

He bit down gently on her sensitive skin before stepping back to remove his shirt and breeches. He saw her eyes widen as she took in the sight of his manhood; but he was gratified to see that she did not shy away. The thought that this may not be her first time flashed though his mind, but she was a gentlewoman and he dismissed the notion almost at once.

She unconsciously licked her lips and he was spurred into action. His hands pressed down on her shoulders and she complied by sinking to her knees. Her large eyes looked up at him in confusion as he instructed her to lick his cock. She complied and his resolve to be gentle nearly faltered.

Her confusion when he told her to suck quickly turned into enthusiasm when she realized the power she held over him from this position. Despite her faults, she really was a quick learner.

Afterwards, her reluctance to see him go grated on his nerves.

Darcy detached himself from her embrace, "You've made it clear you desire a tryst, Caroline. This is all I'm prepared to offer you."

She watched him go - hating both him and herself but knowing the hate wouldn't be enough to keep her from welcoming him back.