Aria Posted January 31, 2018 Share Posted January 31, 2018 “It does sound like fun,” Bridget admitted after listening to his plans. Her voice was thoughtful and hesitant, as if she wanted to scheme with him but wasn't sure that she should. “However, I think we should wait to do those things until my lord father is back in favor. I've been shunned all season. At this point, gossip will just add to my disgrace. I also seriously doubt that many gentlemen will want to be seen with me. At last week's ball, I only danced twice. "My behavior should be above reproach until my father returns. Then we can outwit the court gossips together. But we can still try to figure out which couples are lovers It can be the first step in our game and you can tell me what they are doing right or wrong in attempting to hide their affairs." She leaned her head upon his shoulder. “I still want to sneak away with you. We will just need to be very discreet.” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted February 2, 2018 Author Share Posted February 2, 2018 "The plan is not to scandalize you," Louis explained further. "Rather, it is to frustrate those who seek to scandalize you. You are seen leaving with a gentleman, which gets their expectations high, only to return too quickly to have done anything more scandalous than a kiss. And being scene leaving after a gentleman does, piques their interest, only to learn that you did not rendezvous with him outside. Once they are frustrated repeatedly, they give up on you, thinking that you are too boring to watch further," he laughed. There was a certain amount of truth to that. "Yes, you will be very proper to all appearances," he agreed. "Will you be able to travel without your maid if I take you away in a coach Friday night? How much do you trust her to not speak with your sister?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted February 3, 2018 Share Posted February 3, 2018 “Oh!” Bridget's blue eyes lit up and understanding dawned on her face. She could fool those fussy old gossips while still remaining respectable. They could still spread false rumors, but they didn't need an excuse for that. Now that Lord Basildon had explained it more clearly, she was willing to play the game of pretense he described. “I see what you mean. All I need to do is mislead them and then prove that their speculations aren't true. I definitely want to do it now!” She sighed when he asked if she could trust her maid. “I don't trust any servant. I told my sister that your sister was chaperoning me tonight, but that story won't work at the ball unless Lady Somerset leaves at the same time we do, and she'll probably be serving the Queen. All of my friends have deserted me, so I can't ask one of them to cover for me.” She assumed that he wanted to take her home with him after the ball so that they wouldn't have to worry about anyone discovering them. Bridget was pleased that he was so concerned about her reputation. “Unless you can up with a solution, I will think of something to tell my sister so that she won't suspect me of slipping away with you." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted February 13, 2018 Author Share Posted February 13, 2018 "I am glad that you now see," Louis purred. "Yes, it is a satisfying feeling to confound the gossipmongers." This would be helpful to him later. The revelation that she could not trust her maid and she had no friends made the Earl ponder. "This will complicate things. It means that your stories are not likely to be believed, especially where the absence is long." He bridged his fingers as he was deep in thought. "Rather than stolen minutes, we need stolen hours. You could concoct a story that you became so drunk that you passed out on a divan in the palace and slept til morning." He thought such an idea had merit. "It might be scandalous, but we could return you to a drawing room where you might pretend to be passed out and wake up with others in the same state. They might vouch for you. Your sister might be angry, but she could understand. The question is whether she will be at the Ball. If so, it makes our plots far more precarious." He pondered alternatives. "We could use the Ball as a diversion. You could be seen leaving with a gentleman, but then he returns shortly thereafter. I could meet you afterwards, but we would need to keep it shorter, unless we use the passed out story. Alternatively, there is to be a sled race the day after. We might be seen going there but no one notice that we disappear. It would be in full daylight so your sister would think nothing of it. I would have a coach nearby and we would slip away for an hour or two, only to return later individually. No one will suspect that you missed the race. You need only know who won." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted February 14, 2018 Share Posted February 14, 2018 He wanted to spend hours with her! Bridget was so happy that she felt as if she was floating on air. The lovely sensations that flowed through her newly-awakened body were nearly as strong as the pleasure she had just experienced. He was completely enamored of her, she was absolutely certain of it, and once they were joined together in ecstasy, he would be hers forever. “I don't think any of my siblings will want to miss the end of year festivities, but I doubt they'll spend much time with me. They never do.” She didn't sound unhappy about it. What self-respecting teenage girl wanted to stay with her family during a ball? “I think that saying I passed out might work, and if I place myself in a room where other ladies are in the same condition, my reputation will not be harmed. One of my friends passed out at at a ball once and wasn't found until the next afternoon, so that sort of thing probably happens quite often.” He offered another option if she was unable to get away at the ball. He truly couldn't wait to be alone with her! “I'll be at the sled race. I'm not sure if Anne will be accompanying me, but Catherine and Sophia will. If Anne doesn't go, we'll have a chaperone. She's always watches the twins closer than she does me. They often get into mischief but I've never caused her any trouble.” In truth, she wanted to race, but being with Lord Baslidon would be far more exciting. Bridget had planned to ask him to escort her, yet they couldn't be seen arriving together if they planned to slip away. It was best if she went with her sisters, no matter how annoying they were. “I would rather sneak away with you at the ball. There will be more people there and it's easy to be missed in a crowd. And there's so many rooms to get lost in. My sister might search for me until morning, but when I return and pretend to be unconscious, she will think she overlooked me.” If Louis kept her busy all night, she might not have to pretend. She would probably fall asleep as soon as she sank onto a divan. “Where are you going to take me when we leave the ball?” she asked eagerly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted February 23, 2018 Author Share Posted February 23, 2018 "Then we will see what chance we are given at the ball to escape. We will discuss once there," he instructed. "I may need for you to seek out another lord for a dance an private chat while I slip out to fetch my coach. The key is to distract and mislead those that might be watching us. If for some reason we cannot escape, we will use the sled race to slip away," he plotted aloud. He had various ideas of interesting Buckingham in her or for an inebriated Roos to take advantage of her. Would he have time to unfold his plot? As for the location of their assignation, Louis replied "I expect all of the palace rooms to be taken. I may need to take you across town to a private place." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted February 23, 2018 Share Posted February 23, 2018 Oh, how she hoped that they would be able to run off together during the ball! Bridget had only two days to take her own virtue, but she thought she would have worked up the courage to do it by then. It sounded more repulsive as her clarity slowly returned, but she couldn't see any way to get around it. She cared more about being with him than losing her virginity. And it wasn't as if she had to sleep with somebody else. He would still be her first and when they came together in passion, he would be so enchanted by her innocent willingness that he would never desire another woman. “I will dance with other gentlemen before I dance with you as well.” Assuming that she could find young men who weren't ashamed to be seen with her. “I will do whatever you ask me to do.” Bridget snuggled against her charming Earl. Louis. She should start referring to him by his given name now. “Will you take me to your house?” For some reason, taking her home with him seemed like an affirmation that he did indeed love her dearly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted February 28, 2018 Author Share Posted February 28, 2018 I will do whatever you ask me to do. It was music to his ears. "You must do as I say, even if it makes little sense at the time. I understand what are the best moves." For me. "I must protect you from those who might do you harm." "No, it is too dangerous to go to my home. Some of my servants are less trustworthy than others. I would also not insult my wife by bringing a lover to our house. No, I know of a secret place off the Strand towards the East End. I may also see if I might rent a boat." The latter had occurred to him as they spoke. He had planned to use Nicci's shop but that could be a 15 minute coach ride, while a boat might be taken to the palace steps. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted February 28, 2018 Share Posted February 28, 2018 Bridget nodded. She knew that he cared for her too much to do anything that would hurt her. She did wish that he wasn't quite so adamant about his own integrity and his wife's honor, which might seem strange from a young woman who had always lived by and valued both. But things had changed, and she determined that she would eventually enthrall him so utterly that he would no longer think of his wife at all. “A boat?” she asked incredulously. “Won't it be too cold on a boat at this time of year? Or will we just use it to get to your secret place?” Had he taken any other women there, she wondered, or would she be the first? If she couldn't go to his house, having a secret love nest just for the two of them was the next best thing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted March 7, 2018 Author Share Posted March 7, 2018 "Not just any boat," Louis corrected. "I was thinking of a yacht perhaps. Something with an enclosure and a source of heat. Of course we will generate our own heat as well," he chuckled suggestively. 'Failing that, we shall take my coach to the place.." His mind was swirling with schemes and counter schemes at the moment. "At any rate, we are at your house. I shall not escort you to the door because you are supposed to be with my sister. I shall seek you out at the ball after a time close to midnight. I will ask you to dance and there I will lay out my plan," he declared. "Now then, a kiss to hold me until then. I want no ordinary kiss. I want one full of passion," he whispered as he moved his lips so close to hers that they almost touched. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted March 7, 2018 Share Posted March 7, 2018 Bridget had seen yachts before but she had never been on one. Making love on a boat did seem exciting and adventurous. She didn't think heat would be a problem, even if they stayed outside. Her body was still glowing with a delicious heat. Their passion would melt everything around them, including the snow on the ground. Lord Basildon seemed determined to find a way for them to be together after the ball, so she would leave those arrangements to him. Bridget, the girl who had always found it hard to trust, had complete fate in her Louis. She pouted when he pointed out that they had arrived at her house. The ride home had been far too short but at least she had something thrilling to look forward to. Using a candle to take her own maidenhead didn't seem so horrifying now that she knew that he would introduce her to the joy of lovemaking after it was done. “I will be eagerly awaiting your invitation to dance,” she said after he had explained how they would meet during the ball. He then requested a kiss to sustain him until tomorrow evening. Bridget trembled with pleasure as he leaned closer so that his lips were only a breath away from hers. She needed no other encouragement and she kissed him with a sensual ardor that she had not possessed before that breathtaking climax he had given her. Her tongue quested against his teeth and she would entwine it with his if he opened his mouth. While she did not kiss like a skilled seductress, it was not sloppy either. It was a credit to his excellent instruction that she was learning very quickly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louis Killington Posted April 2, 2018 Author Share Posted April 2, 2018 After breaking the kiss, he complimented "you are getting better each time." Patting her on the rump, he sent her on her way. "Remember to dance with as many gentlemen as you can so that the two of us will not be so easy to link. I may ask you to slap me and storm off if I think we are being watched too closely." He made it all seem a game, and an enjoyable one at that. When he broke her heart, he would not want her to know about Nicci's shop, so he determined to secure a passenger barge for the ball. Thomas could take care of that matter. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aria Posted April 7, 2018 Share Posted April 7, 2018 Bridget practically glowed at Louis' compliment. She felt that learning to kiss well brought her one step closer to charming him into falling in love with her. Maybe she would practice kissing her pillow tonight, or even her own reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t the same as kissing a gentlemen but there weren't any in her sister's house to practice with without causing a scandal. She didn't even want to kiss another man … except maybe the Duke of Buckingham. His kiss earlier in the evening had thrilled her. “I will dance with every gentleman who asks me,” she promised. At the last ball, she had been sadly lacking in dance partners, but maybe this week, young men would be lining up to dance with her now that they knew that Lord Basildon had shown interest in her. They might be willing to dance with her in order to impress him. It wasn't the ideal situation … she preferred gentleman to try to impress her, but anything was better than being ignored. Bridget chuckled. “I will slap you if you insist, but I will make it up to you later.” His games were much more enjoyable than that rubbish the guests had played at the party. Sliding out of the carriage, she grinned when he patted her bum. He just couldn't keep his hands off of her! “Until tomorrow, my lord,” she said, and then turned away and strolled up to the door, ~finis~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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