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He licked, once In a reflexive ainst his shoulder, as if she would push hi, slow slide along her cleft, parting her Her eyes fluttered closed, and she slu relaxed Now he could tend to business

He slid his hands up to fraers over her waist and still reach toward her center with his thu her open for his pleasure and hers

Da of her every delicate contour and crest Having explored every secret part of her, he swept his tongue to the pinnacle of her cleft and found her swollen bud

Above hiled in his hair, twisting and grasping But she et closer, he lifted one knee to the piano keyboard The incidental chord faded as he slid one hand up to knead her breast, tweaking her hardened nipple through the fabric She inched closer to hi her heat against his h his repertoire of kisses, nibbles, and licks until he found just the precise flicker of his tongue that set her thigh aquiver

There, her body told hiain, refusing to slow or stop until she cried out in ecstasy, arching off the pianoforte with the force of her cliers relaxed their grip on his hair, and she stroked hihtly over his scalp A little sound escaped her throat He doubted she was even aware ofIt was a sound of sensual satisfaction, and yet--it was an un in him snapped She’d wanted a return to the wicked Julian, and she was going to have her wish Turning his head, he kissed her inner thigh Then he bit it, drawing on the fragile skin with firm suction until he pulled fro his stance to brace his lust-weakened knees, he stood, pulling at the buttons of his trousers with desperate fingers Within moments, he’d freed his rarily upon the plump, rosy display of passion so conveniently positioned at eye level Staring at the way he’d h The tiny bruise was a violet petal fallen on fresh snow

She et and hot and glistening She was his

"Beautiful," hearousal one last squeeze "So damned beautiful"

Froave hied with satisfaction She would not wear that look for long He was deter her by the hips, he dragged her down from atop the pianoforte Her backside landed on the keyboard with a discordant crash, her legs on either side of his Giving her no chance to prepare or protest, Julian guided hi his," he demanded, "wrap theh to aid her in compliance Soon her ankles were linked at the sht around his neck

With her clinging to him, he slid one arainst the pianoforte, to protect her fro the brunt of his thrusts

He worked her hard and fast, and beneath the to a quick crescendo This was not tender love This was his beautiful wife This was his beautiful house And this bright, elegant, glittering future … all of it, his for the taking

She felt so good against hi hi her lips to his throat His whole body hummed with anticipation as he raced toward co around hiuttural noises--shouting, almost And why shouldn’t he shout? This was his house, his wife No need to hold back

So he didn’t He ca hips and strange, groaning piano chords, and clashing, open-ood

For now

Chapter Twenty

"Well, it appears so hiave the stallion’s withers a brisk rub "Osiris, you look a daht better than when I saw you last" The former warrior looked to Julian "For thatyou"

Julian shrugged "Funny how that works, isn’t it? Where’s Lady Ashworth?"

"Merry?" Ashworth’s eyebrow lifted, splitting in the middle where a thick scar divided it "Left her at the hotel She’s fatigued from the journey, or so she says Too enas, isher by Harcliffe House later, if you will My ill be glad to make her acquaintance"

"Your wife" Ashworth chuckled "And just think, six o you were so determined toribbed, but he didn’t take offense These days, so little see the code, you know A member of the Stud Club needed to marry her Once you and Morland married elsewhere, the duty fell to me"

"Duty, my arse You’ve been in love with that woman from the start Don’t try to deny it"

Very well Julian wouldn’t He pulled a stub of carrot from his pocket and offered it to the horse

Ashworth scratched the stallion behind his ear "What would Leo think, if he could see the re members of his fast, subversive club? We’re all old marrieda little cloud of vapor into the brisk Dece

"This stallion’s none too youthful, either"

Ashworth asked, "You think Morland will agree to your plan?"

Julian nodded "I havehi theHe disroo his breath as he reloves "This is a surprise When did you arrive in Town?"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>