When Richard playfully splashed some water on Elizabeth, dampening her sundress and making her squeal and retaliate, Darcy found that he had had enough. After several frustrating days, seeing Richard flirting with his Elizabeth was simply too much. He grunted a good night and stormed off to his bungalow, refusing to become a third wheel
He took another cold shower, to cool down all his violent thoughts about Elizabeth and Richard, but instead found himself recalling the scenes of the past two days, just Elizabeth and him alone, he with all the liberty in the world to kiss, bite, lick and fondle her naked body.
Not surprisingly, the cold shower didn’t do much to lessen his arousal. He stalked out of the bathroom in a foul temper, naked and erect, only to come face-to-face with Elizabeth, who was tapping on the open balcony door and already had one foot in his room.
Elizabeth’s eyes widened like saucers upon seeing his raging asset. She opened her mouth and stuttered, “You… You said… you… wanted to talk, but you ran… off so suddenly from Richard and me…and so I…I…”
On hearing Richard’s name, Darcy's violent emotions returned in full force. He pulled Elizabeth into the room, slammed the door shut, and pressed her against the glass with a scorching kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, pushing in and out, imitating the action he longed to apply her other entrance.
Elizabeth was unprepared for his violent reaction, but her body welcomed his rough ministrations. She wrapped her arms around his neck and used her tongue to play aggressively with his.
His hands tore open her damp, front-opening sundress, sending buttons flying. He then flipped open her bra, the better to fondle her twin peaks. Matching the thrusting rhythm of his tongue, his hands squeezed both of her breasts, hard and then softly.
Darcy was on fire. Kneeling, he pushed down her panties impatiently and threw them over his shoulder. Then his hands moved to worship her sex, pleasuring and wetting her. After a few minutes of rubbing, he could feel that she was ready for him. He rose and pulled her legs up to wrap them around his waist; then he lodged his huge manhood against her entrance and flexed his hips.
Despite her highly aroused state, she was very tight. He could only thrust into her a short ways before he had to slow down his tempo. He moved his hands to rub her breasts and folds, hoping the fondling would relax her.
Elizabeth moved her hands to rest on his shoulders and raised her body higher. Her legs also moved higher on his waist. Thanks to this new position, or to his continuous ministrations, or both, Darcy was able to push his thick shaft into her further. Her muscles engulfed him, giving him the greatest of pleasure. With one further mighty thrust, he drove himself right to the hilt. He could see her eyes roll back, and she let out a loud moan. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, and her legs squeezed his waist.
He moved his hands to her creamy bottom. Urged on by her dreamy expression, he started to thrust in and out, faster and faster. The hard thumping sound against the glass balcony door matched their loud moans. After endless minutes of such frenzied mating, Elizabeth screamed out upon reaching her peak. Darcy thrust in and out a few more times before surrendering to the beguiling demands of her contracting inner muscles and spilling himself into her. The pulsing and orgasm lasted for a long, exquisite time.
When Darcy finally calmed down a bit, he moved away from the balcony door and collapsed onto the bed, carrying Elizabeth with him still. He then arranged her on top on him. She bent at her slender waist, pressing her breasts to his chest as he caressed her hair and back.
“Was I too rough?” he whispered to her ears.
“Wow! That was absolutely out of this world.”
“Yes, for me too. I have never had such a great climax in my whole life.”
The rough coupling and the sexual tension of the past two days had exhausted them both, and they soon drifted off to sleep.
Several times during the night, they awoke and pushed each other to more orgasms, more slowly and sweetly.
Near dawn, after they had savored another satisfying session of love making, Darcy said, “We didn’t used a condom the first time. I’ve never done that in my life. I’ve never slept with a woman without protection.”
“You were like an animal that had been starved for too long. And I haven’t chewed you out royally, yet, for licking me during the marshmallow game. What if they caught you on camera?”
“I couldn’t help it. They put on such naughty games, and I've had the hots for you for some time.” He shook his head in wonder. “Tonight is a record for me – six trips to heaven.”
“You’re lucky it was me. I don't think Caroline's fake body parts could withstand your continuous heat and pressure,” she said, and winked.
Darcy laughed out loud.
Elizabeth beamed. “You should laugh more often. You have dimples, and they make you look absolutely adorable.”
“Seriously, though...is it a likely time of the month for you to get pregnant?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been that good at keeping track of such things. I want you to know that you’re quite the exception; I have never slept with a guy I wasn’t in a relationship with. In fact, you’re only the third chap I’ve ever slept with.”
“I know you don’t sleep around. You’re not the type. And you’re so wonderfully tight. I was the irresponsible one here, making love with you without protection. I've been on fire for you ever since I stayed at your family resort, two months ago.”
Elizabeth raised her head in surprise. “But you said I was only tolerable, and not pretty enough to dance with!”
Darcy groaned and apologized. “I was being pigheaded then, because I didn’t want to go to Boobie Hill. I was very busy at that time, but all my friends and family said I had buried myself in my research for far too long, and they kicked me off to take the holiday with Bingley. I hadn’t even looked at you clearly when I made that snide remark. Not long after that, I found you amazingly attractive, smart, caring, funny…”
“Hey, no need for all the flowery words. You’ve already gotten into my pants.”
“So, would you move to Sydney with me, after we finish shooting here?”
“Move to Sydney! You’re moving way too fast. I found you condescending, only a few days ago…”
“What? How could you sleep with me if you didn’t even like me? I thought…”
“I told you that you were an exception. I guess I started lusted after you when I saw your big…asset during the massage. I couldn't help myself, even if you
“Your mother was money-grabbing. She pushed Jane and Lydia shamelessly at Bingley and me. And your three younger sisters were trashy. Of course, you and Jane are totally different. To be honest about it, I never wanted to be associated with a tacky family…but I would be, for you.”
Elizabeth stared at him, furious. Then she left the bed and pulled her clothes on quickly. Legs apart, hands on hips, she snapped, “You’re the most arrogant and conceited man I have ever had the misfortune to meet and sleep with. No one can choose their family. I know my mother and sisters are loud and trashy, but I love them just the same. Do you mean to forbid me from seeing my family if I move to Sydney with you? Do you think all the money in the world could induce me to abandon them? Dream on! If you don’t like my tacky family, you had better pray that you didn’t make me pregnant. Otherwise, young Master High-and-Mighty Darcy Junior will have tacky origins, too.”
“Elizabeth, you mistook me. I’m not good at words…”
Darcy sprang up from the bed and tried to detain her, but she shook him off and stormed out of his room with a loud bang on the balcony door.
He sank down onto the bed, held his head in his hands, and groaned.
