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Hugh undid her nightcap and pulled it fro brown sleek hair It spread over the hard pillow; it reflected the candlelight in reddish strands His black-as-pitch eyes hovered over her bonny figure His hand lifted her ches

Sarah’s eyes caressed his jet-black shiny hair, his lean chest, visible through his open shirt He, the most handsoht proud nose, his square stubbed jaw, lips the colour of his skin, his piercing eyes His eyes always looked at her as if they belonged to a lion ready to pounce and devour her They invariably drew a shrill of excitement from her

His strong body came over her receptive person She bent her knees to cradle him The smell of him, sandalwood soap and own and held her shed with pleasure She e thehim to her

This accounted for too much for him Her sweetness, her receptiveness He could not wait any longer His thick hard lided into her srunt, but it came out anyhow

Sarah kept on sighing with pleasure as he moved in her, deeper and deeper, as she moved towards him, closer and closer She melted more with each hter Their thoughts blurred, the world disappeared, the night engulfed them The explosion of pleasure overtook the her mouth so that she would not shout her pleasure to the whole Victorian runted in his throat as he spilled his desire deep in her He fell on her Both of them breathless

CHAPTER 1

A couple of months before, 1860

Hugh entered his library, distractedly reading the paper He wore tailored black trousers and white shirt He disliked cravats and avoided them as much as possible

He pushed the door open and heard a gasp He lifted his eyes fro She looked at him with startled dark-brown eyes She wore a standards istered her bony figure under the uniform, the brownish hair that the cap allowed out

“You must be the nenstairs maid” He spoke to her downcast eyes

The girl nodded shyly, while fidgeting with her fingers “I-I’ll finish here afterwards, my lord” She said to the floor