The Duke's Innocent Mistress (PM #1) (Completed)

Chapter 9. 1812 

WARNING: this chapter contains mature scenes that are sexual in nature.  These scenes will take place during the dream sequence.
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Later that night, Julian was sitting at his desk in his office, sorting through paperwork. Placing his pen onto the desk, he sat back and rubbed his face. He knew one thing, Olivia was much different than Lydia. She was kind, sweet and humble, and hadn't asked him for anything.
The sound of someone knocking at his office door brought Julian out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat. "Come in. "
The door opened, and Olivia poked her head into the room. "Good evening your grace. "
Julian smiled softly. "Good evening. Please, come in."
Olivia smiled before walking into the office. "I do hope I wasn't disturbing you."
Julian took a breath. "No, no you didn't. I actually need to speak to you about something."
Olivia took a seat across from him on a dark red plush velvet chair. "All right, what is it that you need to speak to me about?"
Julian closed his eyes for a moment, collecting himself. Then he opened his eyes and looked at her. "My previous mistress."
Olivia nodded. "Go on."
Julian took a breath. "Her name was Lydia Carpenter. She was my mistress for four months."
Olivia. "I see. I do hope the relationship between the two of you was well."
Julian shook his head. "Sadly no, our relationship was terrible."
Olivia. "I'm so sorry. What happened? "
Julian rolled his eyes. "Lydia enjoyed being the center of attention whenever we would go out, but she did not treat me the way I deserved."
Olivia. "What do you mean?"
Julian swallowed hard. "Lydia believed I was insufficient when it came to making love."
Olivia blinked, sitting back and staring at him. "Insufficient? Why did she believe that?"
Julian rolled his eyes. "I will simply say that Miss Carpenter enjoyed dark pleasures that I was not willing to give her. "
Olivia. "What was she asking you to give her? "
Julian took a breath. "Lydia is the type of woman who desires her gentleman to be dominant over her, to make love in a rough fashion."
Olivia shivered. "Nigel is the exact same way. "
Julian nodded. "I assure you that I am not the type of gentleman who desires such a thing when it comes to making love."
Olivia. "If I may ask, what exactly do you desire?"
Julian smiled softly, reaching across the desk and taking her hand. "I desire nothing but love and passion."
Olivia returned his smile. "I desire the same thing."
Julian. "And, before you ask about Lydia, I have nothing more to do with her. I gave her 40,000 pounds, at her request, and left without another word. "
Olivia. "I'm glad that you no longer have to deal with her. "
Julian squeezed her hand. "We are both no longer having to deal with our previous relationships. "
Olivia smiled. "Exactly."
They continued talking for several hours, realizing that they valued more than simply the physical aspect of a relationship. They valued honor and honesty, respect and kindness, and love and compassion.  Exchanging a soft smile, they bid one another good night before making their way to their separate bedrooms.
Entering her bedroom, Olivia closed the door and walked over to her closet. Removing her gray gown, she changed into a cream silk nightgown. She couldn't help thinking of Julian. She would make sure he was treated with love and respect. She wouldn't treat him the way Lydia did.
Allowing her hair to cascade down her back, Olivia climbed into bed and snuggled beneath the covers. Blowing out the candle on her bedside table, she placed her head against her pillow, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Inside his own bedroom, Julian couldn't help thinking about Olivia. He was going to make sure she was treated with love and dignity. He wouldn't treat her the way Nigel did. Changing out of his clothing and sliding into a pair of clean trousers, he climbed into his bed and snuggled beneath the covers. Extinguishing his candle, he placed his head against his pillow, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
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Their lips moved with perfect synchronization and harmony, fingertips brushing against warm skin. Their bodies moved elegantly, pressing against each other.
His lips traveled from hers down to her neck, kissing and nipping her skin. Then they moved lower to her breasts, kissing and sucking each perfect mound before taking a nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around each nipple, savoring the taste of her skin.
She moaned, her hands moving across his broad shoulders and chest, outlining every detail and muscle. Her lips traveled across his neck, kissing and nipping it gently as he had done to her. Her hips moved perfectly with his.
Their shadows were illuminated by brilliant candlelight as ecstasy overtook them.
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Julian and Olivia woke with a start, both of them breathing heavily in their separate beds. The dream had been so vivid, so decadent, filled with love and passion. It had been a dream of pure perfection. A dream that neither of them were willing to wake from. Little did they realize that their decadent dream would become a sweet and sensual reality.