She left her head pressed against his trunk in the cuddled up situation they were in. His light snoring told her that he was still fast asleep and she stole the chance to smack her lips tenderly against his bare chest. She kissed his right nipple and adorned a pretty blush about her face. She was hungry for a repeat of the past night's sensations but she also had to be careful enough not to wake him up by mistake. Louisa relished in the butterflies roaming inside her tummy all the way down to her pelvis and she bucked. Moving her eyes away from his bare chested body, she let them flit toward the window where the clumsy breeze broke into the bedroom, splitting the curtains apart to allow it to make its way through to them. The morning chill harassed her smile and she snuggled the sleeping man closer to her; pulling him by his side.
Rochester groaned exhaustively and attempted to topple over to his side; but her hands wouldn't let him. Her nails travelled sensually down his trunk now, all the way to his stomach. She stopped at his belly button and creased it lightly with her thumb.
''Do you realise you're causing me control troubles?''
Louisa froze in her place.
''You're awake?!''
''Yes, sweetness. I am.''
''Then why didn't you react all this time I fondled with your-''
Rochester opened his eyes fully and restricted her next words by smooching her delicate lips with his index. She broke apart and stole his finger inside her mouth; sucking on it. He simply let her. He knew she was starting to play with fire because his morning erection was up. It was either she did not pay attention to that detail or she was ever daring like she'd been last night. Her fierceness under those sheets drove him mad; he could recall.
Rochester smiled easily and snuggled her closer up his chest. He did so while allowing his nose to sniff in the tender fragrance of her hair.
A night with her was all it took to make him become addicted. But Rochester knew that something about his drink was the reason he had become so uncontrollable. He was going to have to summon Simon later and have him interrogated on that ground. Right now, however, he held no regret whatsoever regarding the passionate moment he'd shared with this girl, only one person did not need to be aware of how he messed things up.
''Last night was really exciting with you, Hazel.''
His voice stabbed at her senses and her cheeks tainted with a flush of embarrassment. Rochester could not see her do this much because of the position they were aligned in. He began to fondle her face, tracing down her jawline tenderly. His other hand wrapped around her arm, putting her in her place on top of his chest. But once his left hand settled on her soft angled chin, he cupped them and motioned her head up from him. She looked at him prettily and smiled from the depth of her heart. Waking up next to him was the most beautiful feeling ever.
''You're beautiful, Hazel.'' His voice rang in her head again but now his eyes also smiled at her. She felt deeply content. ''You know, it surprises how different you are from the other girls I've met before. You're well aware of yourself. Naive isn't a word that cuts it for you.''
After he'd said these words, he got stunned to find how she fumed up from him.
His eyes met her hard gaze. She was bickering hot.
''What?'' He asked but all he got in the flurry of her temper was a carefully designed slap that landed hard on his naked flank.
''Owwww!'' The man winced in pain; and barked, ''Are you crazy?!''
''A little. Maybe.''
''What in God's name did you do that for?!''
''Don't you EVER compare me to your dozen other flings!'' She scowled.
''What!''
Louisa ignored him and got out of the bed.
Rochester looked at her disdainfully at first but once his eyes drifted unhindered to the artistic line on her back, he slowly lost control by looking down her ass. Hers was sophisticated, evenly round and soft to the touch. He remembered his hand grappling them silly during their wild night rendezvous. Right now, with her hips swaying on purpose as she walked with gusto; that action right there was the most cruel thing she could ever do to him. By the time she reached the bureau, he already thought quite a handful of things; erotic musings, and once she bent over to pull out one of the drawers, his erection got tighter and harder. He did not deserve such a sight.
Rochester hissed a soft sigh and scanned the bed for his undershorts. The clothing was dangling lazily from the edge of the bed; downward from him. Putting out his toes, he reached for it and pulled it all the way up until his hands caught a hold of them. By the time Louisa flipped a turn to look at him with her naked front, she found him distracted with sliding into his shorts. She picked up his undershirt and allowed his masculinity to envelop her in it.
Rochester felt grateful that she decided to cover up once he set his eyes on her. Under the sheets, his hard on was becoming uncomfortable so he brushed the tip of his cock slightly with his right thumb. He stopped looking at her and sat up on the bed. His right hand rubbed against his neck and Louisa returned to his side.
''I reckon your simple tease just now was to make me suffer.'' He said when she curled up her head prettily on his nape. He riled on. ''Don't you know I can easily bend you over and punish you for your misbehaviour? Or you doubt that I can.''
Her breathy giggles wafted through the air and Rochester felt at ease that she was there by his side.
When she stopped laughing, she went on to say; ''Do you think Giselle would feel bad about this?'' She let her eyes drop, pretending to feel guilty.
Rochester reached for her exposed arms and pulled her closer to his side.
''I'd like you to do me a little favour concerning that.''
''Is that so?''
''Yes, indeed.''
His tone was haughty now, not in any way playful as before.
''Hazel, I believe what happened last night occurred because we both consented to it. Am I right?''
''Yes, you are.''
''Now that brings me to the favour I want to ask of you.''
''What's that?'' She lifted her head to jam his gaze with her eyes.
''Giselle doesn't need to know about this. Besides I got down with you under some influence. That much I'm sure of as much as my love for her. So please keep a secret and have her come to me as promised.''
'What!'
Louisa blinked countlessly at him.
***
Outside, a woman was trudging angrily through the sticky roads. She walked so hastily not minding the mud that splashed up her legs: it stained the hem of her dress. Her cheeks flushed hot as she ambled up the entrance of the inn. She pushed through the horde of people who hissed, sneered and cursed at her but she did not care. She stomped her feet forward and entered the diner.
''Where is he?!'' She shouted at no one in particular and allowed her eyes to scan about the hall. The potted plants by the window withered due to the heat from her gaze. At the start, people withdrew from her except a round and plump man whose potbelly got to her much quicker than his legs.
Letita looked him down her nose.
''Madam.'' He said, ''You should not come into a serene environment like this to make some noise.''
''Oh, so you're the owner of this place.''
''Yes I am. Yes.''
Before the inn owner could collect himself, she swiftly pulled harshly at the collar of his shirt.
''I beg your pardon!''
''Oh, is it because you can still talk?''
People clustered about to observe the scene.
''Now, you will go in there and show me to my daughter.''
''Madam, how is it my fault if your child decides to be slutty.''
''Quiet!'' She pulled tighter at his shirt, grinding her face in the process. The man grunted.
''You better shut up your bloody tramp! Fool!''
''Hey, Lady!'' A woman screeched from the back. Mrs. Blythe turned to look at her without letting the man off her grasp. ''Do you want to kill him?!'' The skinny woman inputted.
''Why don't you focus on your bone-sticking out body. Nobody asked for your stupid opinion!''
''Me?!'' The woman screeched out loud before bursting into tears. She ran out of there in no time; sobbing aggressively.
''Now over to you, fool!''
The man trembled under her burning gaze.
''You will tell me where I can find my girl!''
She gritted her teeth and the man's eyes sank deep inside his head.