Little Cat… Phillip
CHAPTER 17
“What happened to her?” Lillian was aghast when she came across Benjamin and Eden making their way back to Eden’s family box.
Eden was attempting in vain to straighten her tumbling hair, “Is my appearance that altered?”
Lillian was thankfully accompanied by her mother, the dowager marchioness, and her younger sister Juliana.
The dowager marchioness, immediately seeing her son’s handy work, took matters into her own hands. “Shore, I need you to go and alert the duchess that Lady Eden has taken a small tumble and twisted her ankle. Please advise her that my son and I have taken her in our carriage back to our home to entertain her until the opera is over. It was Lady Eden’s wish not to disturb the duchess’ evening out. Hurry, before anyone comes along to question the story. Eden, you come with me - we can go out this way. Lilly and Jules, find that reprobate of a brother and order the carriage. Quickly now, we have no wish to be discovered.”
How they all managed to play their parts to perfection Eden will never know, but scarcely twenty minutes later had she found them all sitting in silence riding in the Randall’s family carriage back to the London residence. If ever she had wanted to disappear out of complete and utter embarrassment, it could not possibly hold a candle to this moment.
“I am sorry,” Eden blurted out to no one. “I am sorry that you all did not get to see the opera… and that I involved your family in a potentially harmful situation, reputation-wise, especially to your daughters who are not even officially out yet in society. I am just so very sorry.”
They all stared at her. It was a long moment before any of them moved, and the first might have been the dowager’s lips twitching. But it was Phillip who spoke, his voice kind and measured.
“Why would you think that any of this was your fault, Eden?”
“You of all people should know the answer to that,” she whispered in return.
The dowager’s eyebrows rose a bit at that response, but she wisely did not comment on it.
“My dear, it was no one’s fault. We were only there because Phillip asked that we attend with him. I am not a fan of the opera and neither are the girls.”
Eden turned to Phillip, “Then I am sorry your evening was ruined.”
“I saw who I came to see,” he murmured his gaze hot on hers.
She flushed warmly, glancing around and seeing that his sisters were grinning at her. “Oh, I see.”
“I don’t think so,” he said softly. “But it is no matter.”
The dowager smiled, “We have arrived, and I for one am exhausted. Phillip, perhaps you can play some cards or chess with Eden for the next hour until it is time to return her to her family. I do believe the girls and I will retire - we have had enough excitement for one night.”
Phillip’s sisters looked slightly perturbed to be sent to bed so early in the evening, and Eden was blushing fiercely. Never in her life had she been in a situation where a man’s mother had been so heavy-handed with their matchmaking.
As they went their separate ways after entering his home. Eden suddenly felt scared and uncertain. Was this really what she had been wanting? Phillip and Eden had settled in the parlor in front of a huge fire. He led her to the large gold sofa and sat beside her.
Phillip took her spectacles from her face and carefully folded them and placed them on the side table. His large index finger traced the planes of her eyebrows and cheekbones, down to her neck and collar bones.
“You are so perfectly made,” he whispered, his breath brushing her face as he came to lean his forehead against hers.
She gave a ghost of a smile, “You might be the only person who thinks so.”
“I highly doubt it,” he replied gripping her hips. “These alone are enough to drive a man to distraction, thinking only of sinking into you over and over again. Your breasts, I could write odes to for the rest of my life.”
“My breasts are too big,” she whispered, reaching up to cup them through her dress.
He groaned imagining her cupping them naked and then tugging on their peaks.
“May I see them?”
She flushed and nodded. He helped her undo the top of her gown, and as it fell away he saw the true perfection that she really was. Her globes were heavy, and her pink nipples large and taunt.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” his voice was like gravel.
He was in awe of her alabaster skin and how the firelight caused her blond hair to look as if it was glowing. Her eyes were vibrant and huge in her face. She bit on her lower lip and it was his undoing.
He growled as he took her lips, crushing her bare breasts against his chest. She gasped as her sensitive nipples were gently abraded by the texture of his clothing, causing her to break out in goose bumps. His kiss was every bit as possessive and harsh as it had been at the Royal Opera House. His tongue lashed out, sipping from her, devouring her, showing her what he wanted to be doing between her thighs.
She pushed at his clothing, and without breaking the kiss, he began to remove his cravat, jacket, and waistcoat. He broke from her to pull his shirt over his head. She was panting, her lips swollen and her eyes darkened. He smiled darkly, liking his passion on her.
He kissed down her jaw and across her collarbone, picking up her heavy breasts and molding them.
“There are things that I would do to you, Eden,” he groaned, imagining himself holding her breasts as he thrust between them, coming all over them.
“What kind of things?” she asked breathlessly.
“Things that a man does not discuss with an innocent,” he bit out before taking her nipple deep into his mouth and rolling it with his tongue.
Eden arched her back moaning, making Phillip smile.
“You like that, little cat?”
She hummed in response when he teased and rolled the other nipple. Pulling and sucking on her nubs, he spent a great deal of time seeing what pleased her, what caused her to catch her breath and what made her arch her hips forward.
Eden felt like she was on fire. Her breasts were burning. She grabbed Phillip’s head and pulled it to her. “I need more,” she ground out while thrusting her hips at him “so stop playing around, Phillip.”
His throaty chuckle against her breast felt terribly naughty - she would swear she could feel it in her core, “Oh, I will give you more, little one. I am going to eat you until you scream. Do you think that you are ready for this? Because I have waited far too long for you, and don’t think that I will go easy just because you are a virgin. I have a feeling that once I have a taste, I will never have enough.”
Eden was mortified at his words. And what was even more embarrassing being that his hand had been between her thighs and he knew how wet his words had made her.
“It would seem that my little kitten is in need. Never say that I wasn’t there for her.”
He pushed her back on the sofa while raising her skirts, the cooler air hitting her core right before he pushed her thighs apart.
“No one has ever been here before... this is mine... you are mine,” and his face descended into the most private part of her.
Eden had no idea that there was this kind of kissing between men and women, but she was most a fan.
He held her legs apart when she wanted to close them. He licked her deeply and forced her to lay still and take the thorough loving that he was offering. She tasted tangy and sweet, and unbearably like home.
Her hands gripped his head and pushed him further against her, and he moaned, the vibrations causing her to roll her eyes back into her head in pure ecstasy. She honestly thought that she just might die from this. When her thrusting got too chaotic and her voice hoarse from crying out too loudly, he finally allowed her to come, sucking on her clit and watching her shatter.
Truly the most jaw-droppingly beautiful thing Phillip had ever witnessed.
He held her until she calmed and then helped her to dress.
“I had better get you home,” Phillip reddened a little. “I think we are past the time my mother expected me to return you, but not by too much.”
Eden was floating on cloud nine and agreed to whatever Phillip suggested. She rode alongside him with her head on his shoulder. But it was just before they had arrived at her home when she realized that he had not kept up his end of the bargain.
“I thought you were going to show me your cock.”
“I beg your pardon,” Phillip choked out.
“Well, you did promise,” Eden reasoned. “This is the second time it didn’t happen.”
Phillip reddened, “I had another... incident.”
“In your pants... again?” Eden asked. “It would seem that this is becoming a problem.”
“Be careful, little cat,” was all he said before seeing her to the door.
Eden was smart enough to know when to let things go.