Sharpe's Exploits

Kate Savage

She lay back and slowly allowed herself to relax. Kate knew that Richard would never have hurt her, nor do anything that would cause her discomfort, but sometimes it felt that her body had a memory of its own.

His hands gently cupped her face and his lips found hers, gently prying them apart to allow their tongues to touch. The gesture sent shivers down her spine and slowly the apprehension she had felt gave way to the waves of pleasure that she had come to associate with his touch.

Kate leaned back and ran her hands through his dark hair, feeling the blush colour her cheeks as he pushed deeper inside her, forcing small moans of pleasure to escape her lips. She knew by now that there was no privacy to talk about in the camp, but she could honestly not bring herself to care about it. Right now the only thing that mattered was that he was there with her and she wouldn't care if Lord Wellington had been standing in attendance.

She pulled his face closer to hers and kissed him again and then whispering the words that she had longed to say since their parting

"I love you to Richard. I love you so very much."
 
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