Chapter 55 One Steamy Evening
AUTHORS NOTE: STEAMY SCENE WARNING
The wind outside was howling and brutally cold. Lucas awoke to an empty bed. He put on his robe and slippers to go put wood on the fire. He walked into the family room and saw his wife sitting on the settee with a pen and paper in her hand. He stoked up the fire and sat down beside her. Wrapping his arm around her shoulders he pulled her close, "My love, what are you doing? I was getting cold and am in desperate need of you to warm me."
"I was writing some notes for my new novel. You know the one where Elsa falls in love with Luther and they get married and live happily ever after. "She said jokingly.
"Poor Luther never had a chance. He was hooked from the first introduction. If only Elsa wouldn't have fought her growing attraction to Luther for so long, they could have began their life together so much sooner." He flashed her that adorable grin that she couldn't help smile back at. "I think Luther has a burning desire to be with Elsa and his patience is wearing thin." He said teasingly.
"Is that so?" She teased back.
He scooped her up in his arms to carry her back to bed, realizing he wouldn't be able to do this much longer but truly intending on taking advantage of it as long as he could.
"Mr. Bouchard, you truly are the perfect husband!" She winked.
"I wouldn't say that exactly. Luther may have me beat." He teased back laying her down on the bed being especially gentle with her.
He began slowly lifting her nightgown with his pinky fingers, brushing her thighs and her side as he removed it. Then he placed his ear to her abdomen to listen which was becoming his habit as of late.
"You are so beautiful in the moonlight." He whispered, the glow shining through the French doors radiating off of her skin. "Close your eyes."
"What are you up to Mr. Bouchard? Should I be scared?" She asked playfully, her body now trembling with anticipation.
Her husband always was one for pleasing her. If only people knew how masterful he had become in the bedroom they would frown on them, even though times were starting to change, some acts of love could still be considered taboo to certain people. Lucas and Elizabeth found nothing wrong with expressing love to one's spouse in any and every possible way behind closed doors. This was a part of their life they would not share with anyone and they had come to enjoy the mystery of discovery. That was something she never had a chance to enjoy with Jack. Lucas had taken it to a whole new level of intimacy. A level they reserved only for each other. She would never grow tired of his passion and his mystery.
"Just relax, keep them closed and let me work my magic." He teased.
She could feel his soft beard tickling her skin. There was an instant wave of breathlessness as she felt a pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before. "Lucas." she moaned. The more it affected her the more his desire for her grew inside him until she lost all control of her body, his masterful movements leaving her weak and dizzy, bringing his body aching to join with hers. The next few hours nothing existed except each other. All other thoughts had vacated their minds. They had mastered each others movements making each and every one more special than the last. It was a love dance that only they knew and could perform so beautifully.
When this beautiful love dance had finished, they lay there in sweet anticipation of the next. "Luther! I love you!" She teased looking deep into his seductive brown eyes.
"I love you too Elsa!" He winked and then draped his arm over her, placing his hand over hers and falling asleep having no doubt what kind of dream he would have.