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He braced himself a bit aardly on his left ar her in the place she liked

"No!" she cried, sharp and fierce "That hurts!" She grabbed his arm "Do it like this Push here Oh, like that!"

Joy rushed over his body like some sort of windstorave hi her face, her tightly shut eyes, pressed and rolled his thumb, just a little She flinched, but then sheall over; surely she was close

"I’asp as he thrust into her again "I’ to lick all that peach juice I want it, Daisy And I’rip on his arhtened even more and her cheeks turned a beautiful shade of pink She threw back her head and cried aloud

It was as astonishing as he could have ian to throb around him and he froze, astonished by the way her pleasure spread to hih his body, until his brain shut down co again He could feel her breath against his neck, but he couldn’t even pay attention, because all of a sudden she started tightening again, throbbing down there, and he was gone in a white blaze of fire

He wasn’t James anymore, nor an earl, nor a future duke And she wasn’t Daisy, nor Theo, nor a future duchess of any kind

They were two bodies knit together as tightly as puzzle pieces

Till death do us part, Jaratefully Till death do us part

Eleven

Dawn came, and with it a conviction on Theo’s part: she would never walk again In fact, a brief experis at all

After the second time they had made love, she had been so tender and swollen that Ja table and gently sponged her, which felt so good that she started to giggle

At soood on his promise to kiss her down there, and before she knew it, she was begging hith

When he gave in, her whole body sang

So the sun was up and still they were lying about, unable to get over the wonderful strangeness of having another body in the bed A plaything A play a kiss on one round kneecap "They’re so elegantly spare"

"Don’t you dare touch me above the knee," Theo ordered "I’m crippled"

"Surely not"

"Yes, I a" He lay on his stoers delicately over her ankles "These are the most exquisite ankles I’ve ever seen Like those racehorses who look too delicate to ju to ht came in theand played on his skin It hisky colored to the waist, and then turned stark white where it curved into a roaned and dropped his head into the covers "You know I hate singing"