Nicole enjoyed the discovery. The kiss was tasting better than she remembered from a few hours ago. She was growing bolder, driven by curiosity and instinct, without understanding about the reactions she provoked. It wasnt that she was urging him on she was just trying to discover and figure out what was so dazing about kisses, why the meeting of two mouths could mean so much in their case, and it didnt or it was almost frightening in others.
There had been three or four men who had kissed her in the past, starting with the neighbourhood boy who had stolen her a kiss when she was twelve or thirteen, barely touching her mouth. Maybe for others that wouldnt have even counted as a kiss, but for her it had. With that first kiss, she had felt only embarassment, knowing that it came from a dare or a bet he had with a few other boys. Then, it was a man in the market place who had asked for a kiss from the fifteen years old girl who had begged for a sweet potato he was selling, laughing at her clumsiness and innocence. If a fever didnt kill him that very winter, later he would surely have wanted more than a kiss.
Admiral Duval, long time ago, had caught her attempting to steal his purse and he gave her a rough, possessive, lustful kiss
which had frightened her equally as the threat to deliver her to the soldiers.
Then, a few months later, there was the handsome Navy officer
the new governors son, she had learnt after the handing over of the mandate. As arrogant as all the noblemen, still different. The only one whose kisses had been enjoyable, and on whom she had perhaps got a little crush, just because he had been the only man not rough with her. And because he had played with her like a cat with the mouse, intriguing and surprising her.
This didnt mean a lot of experience, though, before knowing Adoracion and getting fascinated with him. They had just claimed each other his whisper Mi Nicole
still resounded in her memory and in her heart. So
wanting to kiss him and admitting it shouldnt be wrong between a couple in love, was it? This was where her new found boldness came from.
For now, she enjoyed all the new discoveries of what a kiss could mean, trying to answer to his playful bite with one of hers, still afraid not to hurt him, not to be unknowingly rough.
He liked kissing her; she liked kissing him. This was obvious, and Adoracion was different than any man she had known before. The only one who had taken her out on a date, behaving so considerately, the only one who taught her to dance, who showed her his ship
Nicole didnt have further motives. If asked what she would have wished to happen tonight not that she would dare to state her wish, knowing well that it was impossible her answer would have been simple: she would have spent it in Adoracions arms. Discussing, laughing, kissing and hugging this was what she was dreaming about, all things she hadnt been accustomed with before meeting him. And this might be indeed what courtship was about at least so she could think if she corroborrated what she had read or heard before.
Of course, she knew she had to part with him and go inside
But it was damn difficult when his embrace and his kisses were so enticing. And tomorrow was still a long time away
even if, perhaps, if looking at the position of the moon, tomorrow might have become already today.
When Adoracions caresses became more demanding, she could feel his body reaction but if it was meant to provoke an answer in hers, this was of fear. Not the overarching one pushing her to run away from him, however enough to take a step back when his touch made it possible.
The answer at his suggestion came promptly, with the same fear in her voice:
We cant! It is night time, what would my mistress say?
It was a sincere reaction which would have happened before too. At the same time, there was the hint of fear in her voice, and if he was perceptive, he would feel it not only in her voice, but in her bodys different poise now.
She didnt understand mens urges, given that she had never felt anything like this. She only knew it happened to them, just because. If taking into account what the priest said sometimes in church, it was always the womans fault, because she tempted men. And maybe this time it was true, if kissing and longing for the warmth of his embrace was the temptation; but in the past, she had never tempted any of the men who had taken her just because she had been available then for them to display their domination against her, to relieve their lust and violent frustrations with her.
Nicole was now at a little distance from him, even if without ever taking her hand from his. She would have to leave him soon
If he said good bye peacefully and he came tomorrow, she wouldn't dwell on this - merely a reaction she couldnt explain. If he insisted now, it was clear for her what drove him to insist
and in her mind his princiary glow would pale, reducing him to a man no better than the one they had met at the dance or than his awful crewmate.