Thread: The Perplex Parcel Pursuit Project (darkangel76 p Lotherio)

A thousand thoughts floated through his mind when she posed the question if tonight was a necessity. As they came racing, he smiled a charming smile, as if to whittle the time with a cerebral pocket knife. It warmed to the emotions that played across her features, namely that bosom. When the shade of red rose again, Mathieu thought of all the wonders waiting to be released by her, from that corset. Oh no, too soon, far too soon, this would still take patience. Her mind was working it out, dont let it slip warned Luke. Like baiting the fish, nibbling is a good sign, and why if that wasnt a slight heave of her breath as she found some inner strength, he wasnt a gentleman. No, let the fish find the hook first, least it be spooked away. Why, she was so young, and her home so near, this was a dangerous game to play. It wasnt taking her like a ruffian this, no, this was letting her decide to leave. This game was greater than any he had ever played before, why, he might give up pirating all together if he turned out so good with this contract that others sought his skills. Neither here nor now, Mathieu listened as she confirmed a positive response. She would come, tonight. His face warmed to her response, as if not pleased already, this was the most pleasant news hed had all day and it was only midday. My dear Miss Granville, this is the most splendid words yet I have heard from those delicate lips of yours. Yes, he could be slightly more forward now, they both knew the game of wits they had played. There would be time again for flowery colloquy or maybe, depending how this proceeded. My admiration for you as the most ideal student grows more firm, he shifted where he sat as if clearing some room and moving the leg crossed over the other out some, while his eyes trailed up from her breasts along her neckline, I cannot say how pleased I am that you deduced I was enticing you as a student. I dare say, a student that weighs well the thought of her teacher and makes a proper selection is more than a perfect student. You are more than a perfect lady Miss Granville. He was leaning more over the table, the brush of his finger had some how come to his hand closing over hers as he was near close enough to feel her breath upon his face while letting his fall upon the swell of her breasts as he looked down at her. Tonight we shall leave indeed. When the harbor bells ring the hour of 11 this eve, we shall meet at Northward Port. There I shall have prepared my ship, the Laba Cally, for us to set sail. You shall know her by the majestic figurehead, a wind spirit with wings unfurled as she beholds the horizon. No need to mention just yet that was another ship hed seen when he landed, he wasnt even sure what the ships name was, but that seemed to fit well enough. Hed met a man in Porto Quente that sailed a ship of the same name, nothing quite so glorious a ship the one hed seen here in Viznay, but he was at liberty to borrow. My heart is filled with joy Miss Granville, I dare say, we may begin our lessons tonight, he said, being so bold as to sweep his hand over hers to under and lift it so gently that he may plant his lips upon her warm flesh. Looking up to meet her gaze as he did so.