Once again I apologize for the delay in this chapter. So much going on. I promise there is an actual story here with Edith and her parents but smut keeps getting in the way. What am I supposed to do?
Cora had gone straight to her own room after leaving Rosamund and Robert at the scene of their most recent dalliance. She was still feeling rather shocked and excited by their sudden and unexpected passion … on the desk … in broad daylight. It made her feel terribly wanton and young. She touched her fingers lightly to her lips as she approached her door and allowed herself to smile at the recent memory. They had been incredibly lucky that Rosamund had not entered 5 minutes earlier … that would have been horrifying for everyone. She would have to talk to Robert, it had been wonderful and so very delicious … but they couldn't do that again. They had gotten lucky this time and they could not risk it again, despite how much she might want to.
Entering her room she went to the bathroom and splashed some cold water across her face and neck before fixing her under things and skirt properly. By the time she was done with that she walked to her vanity and adjusted her hair tidying it before she lightly powdered her face and rubbed some cream into her hands. Standing she moved to her full length mirror and observed her reflection. Staring back at her was the prim and proper woman she showed to the world, but all she could see was the woman who had just allowed herself to be ravished by The Earl of Grantham in the library. She couldn't help but smile at the memories of his hands on her body and the touch of his lips at her throat. They could not do that again, she would tell him, they just couldn't.
She took the time as she walked the hallway to Edith's room to focus her thoughts on her daughter and consider what she needed to discuss with her. She knew there was something not right about this Switzerland trip, she had her suspicions and she prayed they were wrong but either way she had to know. Edith had to know that she could trust her own mother. She reached the door and knocked lightly taking a deep breath in the process.
Robert stared at his sister with as much determination as he could muster considering what he had been doing mere moments before. It had not been his intention to take his wife on the desk in the middle of the day, but one thing had led to another and he had been overcome with lust for her. He was sure his face was red from his exertions and the memories were still swirling around in his head. He could still smell her perfume and feel where she had touched him. He broke his gaze with his sister and moved to the bell pull.
"Tea?" he asked Rosamund as he motioned for her to sit.
Eyeing him curiously she sat silently as the door opened and Robert asked Carson to bring tea. He then sat across from his sister and silently appraised her while pulling his thoughts away from his recent activities with Cora. Good heavens … they had … on the desk! He felt like a naughty school boy and a mighty stallion all at the same time. He had not really thought about being with her in public, but now … it was … he just wanted to do it again. It had been intensely thrilling. Rosamund's voice was the distraction he needed to bring him back to his task.
"For heaven's sake Robert what is this about?" she asked in frustration.
Collecting himself Robert leveled his sister with his eyes before speaking authoritatively, "I would like for you to explain to me the reason for your and Edith's trip to Switzerland."
Rolling her eyes Rosamund answered with a sigh, "Oh really Robert, we have told you. I would like to work on my French and poor Edith has been through so much recently I thought she could use some time away."
Robert leaned back against his chair and smiled, "Oh well thank you so much for the explanation sister dear." He said, his voice dripping in sarcasm. Rosamund looked at him in shock, he was never rude to her in such a way, she opened her mouth to speak but he continued on, "if you will excuse me sister, but I would call that … bullshit"
Rosamund gasped, "Robert really … "
"You will have to excuse me Rosamund, but I have a difficult time controlling myself when I am being lied to … to my face" Rosamund sighed and shifted her head in frustration, "Now if you would be so kind, tell me what is the real reason for your trip to Switzerland with my daughter"
5 Hours later the family had gathered for dinner. When Robert had finished talking to Rosamund he was frustrated knowing she had not told him the truth. She had maintained the real reason for their trip was her own broken heart and a friend in Switzerland she wanted to spend time with. She had professed that she was lonely and wanted romance in her life … the longer she had spoken the more uneasy she knew Robert would become, this was his sister sitting across from him and he did not want details. After multiple questions and a rather fine act on Rosamund's behalf they had separated for the afternoon and Robert had gone to find Cora. He was disappointed to not be able to find her in her room and had taken Isis for a walk instead. When he had returned she had been in the village with Mary and Rose. She had only returned in time to change for dinner and when he had gone to her room Baxter was still working on her hair. Would he never get her alone again? He was frustrated with Rosamund, but more than that he had memories of their afternoon tryst swimming in his brain.
Cora sat through dinner casting glances at Edith and Robert each for very different reasons. Edith had not given any answers when Cora had gone to her room. They had not been long into their discussion when Rosamund walked in and 'confessed' the true reason for their Switzerland trip was her own loneliness and broken heart. Cora did not believe a word of it, especially when she saw the relief in Edith's eyes at her aunt's 'confession'. Cora had had no choice but to pretend she accepted it as truth, but she was more determined than ever to find out the real truth before they left. She did not have long, but she had managed to convince Edith to let her take her to Ripon in the morning for some shopping and she was determined to get some answers at that time.
Her eyes kept finding her husband for quite a different reason. Ever since their afternoon in the library she had not been able to get the memories out of her mind. The pure unadulterated lust they had felt was all consuming. She could not escape the way her body had reacted to his raw need, the way his body had made her feel, the way he had taken her right there on the desk – in the open. They couldn't do that again, she was going to have to tell him. No matter how exciting it had been, she would tell him. She glanced down at her plate as she flushed red at the thoughts running through her mind and felt the eyes of her husband on her. She was wanton, she was scandalous, she was more excited than she could ever remember being and she crossed her legs underneath the table as she felt a wanting pulse between her thighs at her lustful thoughts. Taking stock of the room she placed her napkin on the table.
"Shall we go through?" She asked as she looked at the ladies before pushing her chair back. She sauntered towards the door and glanced over her shoulder at Robert as she reached the door. His eyes had followed her and she drew a heated breath and bit her lip as she followed the ladies through the door.
Robert entertained Tom for the space of 1 drink and half a cigar. Tom wasn't much a cigar man and he had already expressed that he was rather tired after his visit to the Wesley farm that day. Robert was pleased Tom did not want to prolong their after dinner drinks as he himself could not seem to focus on anything other than thoughts of his wife and having her somewhere other than their bedroom. She had been so beautiful at dinner, her face flushing red towards the end and she shot him glances he thought were seductive and filled with lust. At first he thought he had imagined it, but then she had looked over her shoulder at him as she walked out the door and he knew she was still turned on following their afternoon in the library. It was the only motivation he needed, he was going to find a way to have her, and it was going to be soon.
Cora sat across from Mary tapping her foot against the floor as her eyes watched the door. She could not settle. It felt as if Robert and Tom were taking an incredibly long time coming through and for some reason she was anxious to talk to Robert about their afternoon. She had to tell him while she still had the nerve that they could not repeat it. It had been too risky and absolutely scandalous; they would never live it down if they were found out. She had to tell him straight away or she would lose her ability to do so. She let her fingers run down her throat lightly as she recalled the way he had kissed her there. She felt a sigh leave her lips and she quickly brought her drink to her mouth to prevent it happening again.
A moment later the door opened and Cora held her breath. She was disappointed to see Carson enter and took another sip from her crystal glass to hide it.
"Excuse me My' Lady" Carson said as he approached her chair.
"Yes Carson?" she looked up at him from her chair and placed her drink on the side table to her left.
"His Lordship is asking for you"
Cora's heart leapt in her chest and she tried to steady herself, it would not do to let everyone know how excited this news made her. They had been married for a long time and it would seem strange for her to seem so excited about him wanting to see her. It would usually be rather routine, nothing to bat an eye at, but today she was breathing heavy at the thought of her husband seeking her out. She told herself to calm down, he probably wanted to talk to her about a staffing issue or the dinner planned for tomorrow. Smiling at Carson she stood.
"Thank you Carson" she walked into the hall as her butler opened the door and let her to the dining room where he opened the door for her once more.
"Thank you Carson" Robert said as he looked up from his chair. Cora's breath caught in her throat as she took in the form of her husband in his white tie and tails, leaning back in his chair almost casually, scotch in hand, eyes boring into hers. He was alone, Tom had obviously retired for the night and the room had been cleared from dinner. Strange, usually the maids waited until the men had left the room to clear it, unless Robert had asked them to clear while he was in here, or had left and returned … either way, the room was cleared save Robert and his drink.
"That will be all Carson" Robert said without taking his eyes off Cora. His blood was running hot as he ran his eyes across his wife's body. "We are not to be disturbed" he added as Carson opened the door to leave.
"Very well My' Lord" Carson said as he closed the door behind him leaving Cora and Robert alone.
Cora stood in the room her eyes locked on Roberts as he leaned further back in his chair and propped his leg across the other, his hand holding it at the ankle, his eyes taking in the vision of his wife. He looked relaxed, calm, almost cocky as he sipped his scotch once more before placing the glass on the table. For several minutes no one spoke, Cora stood still feeling almost as if she were on display, almost nervous as her husband's eyes silently caressed her. She could not tear her eyes away from his, he was so handsome and she desired him so fervently that she felt her mouth go dry. She really should tell him now that they could never repeat what had happened on the desk, that that kind of behavior was for the bedroom only. It was too scandalous, too daring, too … oh God it had been so hot. But she still had to say something. She should open her mouth to tell him … she really should.
"You look absolutely beautiful tonight my darling" Robert said in a voice dripping with desire. Cora felt her mind momentarily go blank. What was she going to tell him? She could not think.
"Thank you Robert." Her voice came out almost as a whisper and she took one step forward before stopping, "You don't look so bad yourself" she added with a smile.
Robert's eyes twinkled at the smile his wife wore and he cocked his head to the side. She really had only gotten more beautiful with the passing of years and he probably desired her more now than he ever had before. They had been so unsure of each other when they were newly married, then they were busy with the children and the war had taken him away. He had always wanted her, she had always been the one making his blood boil and his heart race … but it seemed now, after all these years and after all they had been through he wanted her more than ever. She was so damn beautiful, so sexy without even knowing it, so seductive and desirable … and after their afternoon on the desk … he swallowed hard and held out his to her.
Cora watched her husband's odd behavior with a mixture of feelings swirling through her head. What was he doing? He had not really been one to summon her into empty rooms before; they had usually just sought each other out and communicated with one another. But tonight was different. His hand extended to her and her feet moved towards him of their own accord. She felt tingly all over … was she nervous? Excited? She could not think clearly, this was all so unusual. If he wanted to speak to her alone they could do so in the comfort of her room. Reaching moved to place her hand in his but he avoided her grasp and wrapped his hand around her waist as he pulled her down to sit on his lap. She let out a gasp of surprise as it had been so unexpected.
"Robert?!" she exclaimed quietly.
He did not speak; his eyes were dark with desire as he ran his free hand under her dress and along her silk stocking clad leg.
"Robert!" Cora exclaimed once more as she feebly attempted to swat his roaming hand away. She was sure she was supposed to tell him something, but for the life of her she could not think of it … his hand slid slowly up her leg and she felt so desired sitting on his lap in their dining room. When he reached her thigh and began slipping between her legs she protested once again.
"Robert" it was a whispered protest, and when his fingers touched her between her legs working against her undergarments she reached her hand to his shoulder to hold on as she spoke again, "We can't" she shook her head as she breathed her final protest, "We mustn't"
Robert ignored the protests of his wife as he let his hand roam her leg and settle between her thighs. She was not really protesting, he knew that, he would never continue if she didn't want to, but she was just trying to be proper. He knew she had enjoyed their afternoon as much as he had, and if he knew her at all he knew she would enjoy this as well. He felt himself hardening at the thought of being with her, in here, the risk of being caught, the feel of her body, the excitement … it was all too exciting. He had not spoken a word since he had begun tantalizing her with his hands, he couldn't even think of a word to say. He simply wanted her. Her. His. The only word he could think of came out in a deeply husky growl as he pushed her off his lap to stand before him, his hands on her hips as he sat before her.
"Cora"
"Oh God" she sighed as he moved his hands under her dress and found her undergarments. She leaned back and placed her hands on the table behind her to steady herself as she felt her undergarments being slid from her body. They could be caught in here. Anyone could come in. Robert had told Carson they weren't to be disturbed … but still. A maid, a footman. Mary, Edith … oh dear God … Tom or Rose. No – this couldn't happen she thought as she lifted each foot to help free herself of her under things. Robert sat on his chair before her, his erection staining against his pants, his breathing heavy, his eyes dark with lust and wanting. She could hardly think herself as she felt his hands caress her now bare legs, massaging their way back up to her center. She had to stop this. She moved to open her mouth, but her husband fell to his knees before her and in one swift motion he lifted one of her legs across his shoulder as he buried his face between her legs.
"Oh God!" Cora cried loudly before biting down hard on her lip and grasping the table tighter. She leaned back further against the hard surface and fought the urge to cry out. His tongue worked between her legs bringing her to a blinding state of pleasure as she tried to maintain her hold on the table, her head was drowning in desire, her body reacting to his touch and his attentions. She could think of no words as she panted heavily and bit harder against her lip to the point of pain.
"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God … Robert – Oh God!" she whispered her cries as she groaned in climax and her whole body shuddered beneath his mouth. Her head moved side to side in an uncontrollable frenzy. There was no thought. She couldn't.
Gently letting her leg drop to the ground Robert looked up at the image of his wife. Her eyes closed, her head moving side to side, her body still shuddering, her hands clenched around the edge of the table making her knuckles white. She had reached the height of climax beneath his mouth, she was past all thought, she was transfixed … and he had done that. Quickly he undid his pants and dropped his underwear to this knees and stop up grabbing Cora by the waist as he did.
"Robert" she shuddered at his touch and wrapped an arm around his neck and he felt the need to have her intensify. He pulled her down with him as he sat back in his chair and she straddled him with a large smile. With a quick adjustment and the aid of his hands on her hips she slid down his length to the pleasant sound of his groan of pleasure. She placed her mouth against his to stifle his noise and moved her hands from his neck to grip the back of the chair as she began her movements. He helped her move up and down his thick shaft with his hands at her waist guiding her in and out. This was so much better than he had even allowed himself to imagine. She felt so good on top of him, she moved so easily and his body reacted eagerly to her every movement. He felt naughty being with her in the dining room. He was a respectable man, and yet here he was having his wife in the basest of ways in the room they ate dinner in. He growled against her lips as the thought of their wicked behavior spurred his desire. Releasing his lips from hers he placed them against her throat sucking passionately. She threw her head back and moved faster as she felt pleasure radiate through her once more. With the greatest effort he possessed he placed his hand beneath her bottom and lifted her up as he stood, positioning her on the table as he stood between her legs. He was close. He wanted to thrust into her himself, to watch her face, to feel her around him. She lay her elbows against the table as her body lay against the hard surface and her husband grasped her thighs beneath her dress as he pushed into her passionately.
Cora could not form a coherent thought. If someone walked in right now she doubted she could stop, she was beyond all thought and function. All she knew was the way she felt, the way her body responded to each and every pulse of her husband's body, the way his hands gripped her thighs and the total unadulterated lust they felt. He had bought her to pleasure twice already, her body felt like jelly, her limbs like clouds. She could not form words and heard grunts and moans escaping her mouth between her ragged breaths. She was ready to climax once again ad felt she might explode with pleasure.
"Oh God!" she cried loudly as she felt her body convulse and spasm in a thousand explosions. Her head fell back and she heard Robert grunt loudly and shake above her. She knew he had climaxed just after her, and she felt him collapse against her body breathing hard. She managed to place an arm up to the back of his head and gently rub the back of his hair. For several minutes they lay this way. Gasping for air, bodies spent and fulfilled in a way they had not felt before. It was Cora who moved first.
"Robert." She tapped the back of his head gently, "We need to move. We need to make ourselves presentable." He nodded against her hand and pulled away. As they found their undergarments and redressed they did not speak. Cora helped Robert adjust his jacket and straighten his pants; he checked her hair and pushed in the chair. When all was set to rights they locked hands and walked towards the door. As Robert reached for the door Cora stopped him and spoke.
"Robert … " she did not know how to say it.
"I know" he said softly, bringing her hands to his lips and kissing them.
"It was … I don't know …" Cora could still barely form a sentence; her legs trembled beneath her still soft and boneless from her multiple climaxes of pleasure.
"I know" he said, reading her thoughts for they were of the same mind. They had just experienced their most intense and all consuming love making ever. They had been wild for each other, passionate and completely naughty. They were addicted to this new found game. "We are in a lot of trouble"
With a smile he opened the door and they rejoined the others.
