When they awoke in the morning they lay naked facing one another, her breasts pressed against his chest.

Trent held Eliza in his arms tightly “I want to hold you forever” then looking more seriously & in a husky voice “I don’t know that I’ll be able to let you go”

Eliza’s eyes fell, unable to meet his “let’s just enjoy each moment we have“ she said in a small voice. She didn’t know what she would do, she still couldn’t stand the thought of defying her father and what would her brother think if she broke the engagement he’d made for her. She really didn’t want to think about any of that. She knew if she thought too much she would regret what had happened and she didn’t want that at all.

And so she didn’t. They continued on as if the world outside of Trent’s estate didn’t exist, as if there wasn’t a past or a future, just the blissful present they luxuriated in.

Their days were filled with laughter and music. They rode out together, strolled arm in arm around the grounds, he sang to her in the music room. They shared memories, both happy and sad. And each evening the politely said good night at the bottom of the stairs and went to their own bedrooms.

Then when Trent was sure the rest of the house was asleep, he’d walk down the long hallway to Eliza’s room and knock gently at the door.

Each night Eliza welcomed him with open arms. At first their love making was urgent almost greedy, their need for one another rushing them to completion. But after the first few nights they began to explore one another more fully. Using their hands and mouths to find the spots of undiscovered pleasure. Eliza now knew if she bit Trent’s earlobe as he drew near his climax it would rush his completion in one gush of pleasure. However, if she instead flicked it with her tongue it would draw his ecstasy out in to a long slow building wave.

Trent learned that Eliza got almost as much if not more pleasure out of him pulling gently on her hair as she did with him touching any other part of her body. If he pulled her hair as he entered her he could make her climax almost instantly. Though now knowing that fact he avoid that particular combination to prolong their pleasure.

The two were in utter bliss, ignorant bliss, avoiding the one subject that would make the world they’d built shatter around them.