The Hands of Time

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and her eyes closing with pleasure as she leaned against him, surrendering to his touch. 
    A woman, whose name he could not recall at the moment , approached him, leaning into him and putting her hand on his cock.  Ordinarily , he would have politely removed her hand and found a way to extract himself from the situation, but he had been too inflamed to push her away.  He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away from the bonfire into the first private spot he could find, pushing her to the ground and ramming himself inside her like a madman.  Luckily , she didn’t seem to mind , and was only too eager to do it again, digging her fingers into his back and urging him to hurt her.  He found physical relief, but his mind was in agony.  He had adored Violet, but she never drove him to such mindless need.  Their lovemaking had been sweet and tender , but he always held back a little afraid of frightening her or causing her pain .  Every time he saw Valerie, he wanted to throw her on a bed, toss her legs over his shoulders and pound into her until they both burst into flames, consumed with lust. 
    “You are losing your mind, man,” he said to himself , turning from the window.  “Find yourself a woman and stop panting after your brother’s.  She doesn’t want you, fool.”

 
     
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    “So , are you planning to give me an answer or not?”  Finn asked, pulling me o nto his lap in the walled garden and nuzzling my neck.  “It has been more than a fortnight , and still you have not accepted me.  Do you doubt my feelings , or are you holding out for a better offer ?”
    He seemed a little hurt , and I knew it was time to decide.  We were halfway through July , and I couldn’t stall any longer.  I had to admit that my bout of jealousy at the b all made me realize that losing Finn would hurt more than I ever thought possible.  I hadn’t wanted to admit it to myself, but I was in love with him and I knew that he felt the same.  What reason was there to say no?  The chances of me going back to my own time became slimmer every day , and the only reservation I had was my inability to conceive in the past , or was it in the future ?   Finn would want a child, sooner rather th a n later, and he might resent me terribly if I couldn’t give him one.  On the other hand, none of the tests that were so painfully conducted on me showed that there was anything physically wrong with me.  Maybe Michael and I just weren’t compatible somehow and this time it would be different.  The thought of seeing disappointment and resentment in Finlay’s eyes had kept me from giving him an answer until now, but I couldn’t stall any longer.
    “Yes, Finn.  I would be honored to be your wife.”  His face lit up and he kissed me tenderly, pulling me close.  “Let us go tell Alec then.  We have to ask for his blessing since he is technically the head of the family.”  Finn made a face at Alec being the head of anything, but pulled me to my feet and headed indoors to find his brother. 
    “Of course, you have my blessing.  When is the wedding to be?”  He kissed us both, wishing us joy and a long life together.  I knew it wasn’t easy for him, but he put on a brave face.  “There is no Catholic priest for miles, so you will have to get married in Plymouth.  Father Stephen will perform the marriage ceremony , but we will have to find him first.  Where is he hiding these days , do you know?” 
    Finlay shrugged.  “Last I heard he was staying with Lady Beatrice in Plymouth, but he moves around frequently trying to avoid capture.  I will make inquiries when I am in Plymouth next week.  Lady Beatrice is sure to know .  T he old girl would never stand in the way of a wedding.”  Finn seemed so happy that I felt I did the right thing.  No couple knew what the future would bring, but happiness was a good place to start.  I was happy too , and cautiously optimistic about ou r life together .
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