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Between the fluffy mattress and his powerful, attractive body, Sarah felt…safe, protected It felt as if she becaed to the could come in and harm it It could only be an illusion She knew it She did not incline herself to delusion Her life too hard for that From her early days, she knew there were no easy ways out This had not been different The sensation present there anyway
His lips grazed down her neck, generating goose bumps on her skin His hand came over her breast and she fast heated up If she did not stop this now, she would be in hot water
“My lord…” She uttered in a silky fe the effect he had on her
Hugh sighed in disappointment “Damn it, Sarah!” His forehead touched her bosom He seemed to yield and stood up
Sarah could see the bulk of his erection straining under his trousers, right in front of her eyes She wished she reh her body She swiftly left the heaven-bed and paced to the door She turned, curtsied and eed in the deserted corridor
Hugh watched her go, all he could do not to rush, lock the door and keep her in his bed
As he had intended, Hugh waited for the household to go quiet for the night He and Adelaide had had dinner at ho As soon as silence overtook the house, he opened his chambers door and walked towards the servants’ stairs, with a candle in his hand He disappeared through the door leading to the servants’ stair, without noticing that Adelaide watched his h a slit of her chamber’s door
He entered Sarah’s cubicle She had re for him
CHAPTER 7
The weeks went by and Hugh would never fail to show up in his nightly visits They had stolen fulfilling moments which he anxiously looked forward to each day It did not figure, of course, as his idea of a perfect liaison, but it felt excruciatingly satisfying
It configured as an unknown experience, as well Being able to -class life style The only free tis And now he understood why they tried to ar taverns around London Not that he considered himself happy with that Far froether in her hard cot, he was lost He could not get enough of her The more he had her, the more he wanted her In the past, his experience with his former mistress showed him that he would cool off pretty soon He would keep thosesettled, it appeared easier to carry on with theain with another one
But Sarah… Oh, she twisted his guts Her passion, her surrender, her unsophisticated candid ways got under his skin And he could not seem to tire of her He walked a fine line he knew it He did not deeht be discovered, with the nefarious consequences he feared She worked as his maid and she deserved the chance to build up a normal life, find soot hied that he had never mentioned it to her He never even asked her opinion He did not want to hear the answer
They did soh She had told him about how her parents had been tenants somewhere in the countryside and how the tuberculosis killed the her move to her aunt’s They debated: literature, philosophy, art She would usually prove her logic right, defeating hie and passion would overtake them over and over
Sarah consu overinflated roed into a hich she could not stop Lord Hawkmore inflamed her and it seeht after night She would remember his body on her, inside her, the bliss, and the explosion His voice, his stare, his smell, the taste of his kisses remained with her all day As silence fell over the Hawk the seconds until he stepped in and took her to paradise It WASan impossible situation that would not last, and when it cae a minute of it Never
The lack of sleep took its toll, she realised She worked a backbreaking routine during the day and spent the night in his arh to the small hours She had a couple of hours’ sleep, which did not suffice for co routine felt twice as heavy On her days off, she would sleep as much as possible, and would feel better for a couple of days, but not the entire week Nevertheless, she did not care She knew for sure that this would be temporary Lord Hawkmore would certainly tire of her sooner or later Another woman would catch his eye in no time, as it invariably happened with lords