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"I dunno," Higher Voice replied meditatively "Better than lals, surely? At least indoors it is"

Sarinned like the devil himself as his hand reached the apex of her slit She had to consciously keep froer over her clitoris Gently he shook his head and at the same time circled that delicate bud

"What about the s?"

"What s?"

"The s in the great hall"

"Well, what about theh Voice sounded peeved

Sah, but E a wave of terrified bliss If the footmen outside opened the curtain now, they’d discover her nearly naked fro at her pussy He inserted a thick finger into her core slowly, carefully, watching her face all the while At the same time, his thumb pressed firmly down on that special bit of flesh She opened herat him

"Tennis balls would break them, won’t they?" Low Voice said

Whatever was theas the servant was engaged Saer and then quickly thrust it in again,her hips jerk in reaction She couldn’t stand thisshe could do She wrapped her hands about Saan a rapid thrusting of his finger, and she opened her s, the emotions, were intense She wanted to cliue, she wanted to bring hiht her to hers Why did this man, of all the men she knew, have power over her? She turned into a puddle of yearning want around him, and only he seeht because he was indeed filling her A second finger had joined the first, and he plunged the her She et, and even that thought couldn’t bring her eht now She was emotion and pleasure and never wanted this to stop

"Best be back to work," Low Voice said A shoe scraped against the passageway’s stone floor as the man evidently put away his pipe "Haven’t looked in the cellar yet, have we?"

"Don’t be daft, s won’t be in the cellar"

"You’re such a clever one, tell me where they are, then" Low Voice’s words floated back down the hall to them, and then there was silence

Oh, Lord Saers within her or kissing her open mouth all this time, and now she felt the first tre her lip, so that she wouldn’t cry out loud

But he withdrew his hand fro and shoving so that her rump balanced precariously on a barrel Then he was between her legs, and she opened her eyes to watch him frantically rip at his breeches

"God!" It was a groan He freed hie and hot, in the same movement "God!"

She sank her nails into the cloth covering his shoulders and hung on for dear life, wrapping her legs high over his hips He jerked rapidly in her, thrusting again and again and again Her orgasher, sweeter, alainst the wall by her head, one at her hip, and his cock buried deep in between her spread legs She tore at his coat, ripping it off his upper arm, and filled her mouth with clean linen and his shoulder Her eyes closed in bliss as she bit hi to him while his cock took his pleasure of her He rode her hard, rode her until she wanted to screarabbed the back of her head and kissed her, hisShe could feel the heat of his seed flooding within her And she knew, even as she crested the wave herself, she knew

This must be the last time

"MAY I TALK to you?" Eht hier by the dining room in anticipation of a late luncheon

"Of course" He shtly lopsided s attention to her

"Jasper" She touched his sleeve

He stopped and turned to her, his bushy eyebrows knit "What?"

"It’s important"

His eyes searched hers So often they were vague or caed behind the fool he liked to play It was rare for him to look clearly, for her to see theat her Really looking at her "Are you all right?"

She took a breath, and to her own astonishment, the truth escaped her lips "No"

He blinked, then raised his head to glance around the hallway They were at the back of the house, but there were still people about, foot in the next rooh a doorway into another passage Several doors lined the hall here, and he seemed to pick one at random He opened it and stuck his head in

"This’ll do" He pulled her inside and shut the door behind the room or office, evidently unused because the fireplace was empty and sheets covered most of the furniture He folded his are to si What a relief it would be if she could tell hi and he would pat her shoulder and say, "There, there"

Except he wouldn’t Jasper ht be scandalously liberal about love affairs and ht down to it, he was a viscount He was expected to sire an heir to a very old and very respected fa secretly with another ht hide it, but in the end, Emeline very much feared that he would care

So she pasted on a smile and lied "I can’t stand it here anymore I really can’t I know I should be more patient and bear with Lady Hasselthorpe and her awful conversation and this dreadful house party, but I can’t Do you think you could take me back to London, Jasper? Please?"

His face as he watched her ly blank Odd that such a manic man, a man with many comical expressions should, when he chose, be utterly impossible to read But when she came to the end and there was an awful dead silence, he suddenly sprang forward, his face animated once more as if a toymaker had turned the key on a very clever windup toy

"Naturally, dear E packed in a thrice Can our flight wait for the , or?"

"Today, if you don’t mind Now, please" Emeline nearly ith relief when he simply nodded