White Lies and Sweet Compromise( 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌💕)

Chapter 31

Could a person go crazy from desiring someone?

Deacon would have responded yes because he was on the verge of full-blown madness when he got Wendy's picture message.

He had spent most of the day busying himself with helping around the Manor, chatting with a few of the workers and just being content. It was a far cry from being the businessman always seeing to the directing and overseeing. He has found himself laughing, learning and for what seems to be the very first, finally living.

He had found himself for a brief minute wondering what it would be like to trade his life for day to day living like this. The cooperate world had been all he knew it was in his blood but being here he had come to realize it was never in his heart.

He had even found himself dreaming of sharing a life with Wendy where they continue to let Preston Manor thrive with its lush prosperity. He doubts however, that Wendy would want to return home and build a life here when she left it all behind to live in Dresdale.

Thinking of Wendy throughout the day in various scenarios had been a major makeup of his day. Whenever he was not caught up in a task or conversing she would seep into his mind and take complete dominance.

However, it was what he proposed when they sat in the pick that left him with uncertainty and a thirsting for her compliance. He was hoping she would give in to the feelings that were budding between them and offer him her sweet surrender.

When the day activities had died down and he was left to his own device he had a check-in with Elen talked to his CEO and answered a few pending emails. He had then showered and was contemplating calling his father when Adam and his father found him and offered to take him to the winery.

Being offered such a distraction from actually getting in touch with his father had him quickly taking up the invitation which turned out to be a rather pleasant visit.

However, being with Adam and his father showed him once again just how different his relationship with Deacon Ffrench Sr was. He had felt a sense that familiar sense of envy at their comrade, their love and respect for each other.

He told himself that if ever he should become a father he would ensure that they turned out like Adam and his old man. He would ensure that he maintained love and fatherly devotion.

Thinking about children had Wendy once again flooding his thoughts. He saw her with their children. They would have eyes as expressive and full of spirit as hers, their skin would gleam like smooth cocoa butter and they would have a head of curly black hair. They would be beautiful like their mother. He had smiled at the thought loving it completely.

He had thought making a woman a Ffrench would be the worst thing ever as no woman should be subjected to the life that his mother or his stepmothers had lived, but the thought of all that he felt for Wendy he wanted to make her not just a Ffrench but his life companion.

He wanted to break the wretched curse that plagued them because of his father's selfishness because unlike the old brute he deserved love and he knew he wanted it only with Wendy.

After Adam had toured them about the winery they had gone down into the cellar where he took from what he called his best bottles and they had toasted to the women in their lives. He was happy when he raised his glass to Wendy and now standing here with her he knew without a doubt he would toast her all his life.

He did not know which sight was more breathtaking the picture she sent him or the reality. He feasted his eyes on every detail of her as he walked into the room. It took all the control he had not to walk up to her, scoop her into his arms take her to bed and ravish her completely.

He could sense her nervousness but
knowing that she accepted his proposal had him filled with happiness he never thought he could strive for and he must admit her showing her acceptance in such a sensual manner filled him with adulation for her.

His heart raced with excitement as his eyes devoured her standing there in the most provocative lingerie clinging to her like a second skin.

Her curvaceous frame was clad in a red teddy of flowery lace and sheer spandex. It's deep lace v plunging neckline that went to her navel could hardly contain her full round breasts. The sheer lower half nestled between her thighs barely covered her crotch.

He could not take his eyes off her as he
walks up to her and circled her nervous frame. He liked that she was daring yet shy, it showed that he could strum the cords of her needs and send her to her most primitive self. He looked forward to it.

He was liking this thought as he came to stand fully behind her now and his breath caught in his throat. The teddy was completely backless and the back of the sheer panty which fought to cover her rotund ass had a heart-shaped cut out that drove him wild with need.

Wendy was devilishly delightful and he loved it.

He reached up a hand and pull some strands of hair from her face to tuck it behind her ear giving him access to her delicately shaped ear and neck. He leaned closer to her and said softly.

"You sure know how to drive me crazy Wendy."

She turned around and face him; her dark eyes were pits of desire and her voice as she spoke was laced with arousal. She was alive and burning and he was yearning to ignite her some more and let her blaze for him.

"You drive me crazy as well Mr Fftench," she whispered looking into his smokey grey eyes.

"Mr Ffrench?" he said with a smirk on his sensual lips, "What can I do to let you call me Deacon?"

"I am sure you can think of something," she told him stepping closer to his body and bringing her lips just mere inches from his.

His smile broadened as he reached for the buttons on his navy blue shirt and start to unbutton them, ensuring that he kept her eyes fastened on his every move as he undressed. He liked the way she watched him her eyes filled with hunger and appreciation as they drank in every naked detail of his body.

"I love a challenge," he said before he pulled her to him and claim her lips in a kiss that bespoke his intention to have her calling his name.

Wendy clung to him and without hesitation offered him the full surrender of her sweet warm mouth. Their tongues teased as it tasted, played as it duelled and gave fuel to the fire that burned in them.

When they pulled apart to catch their breaths Deacon scooped her up and take her to the bed where he set out to win the challenge much to Wendy's fulfilment.

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