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Unfortunately the busy tap rooan to throb with theof pottery and tankards He watched two heavily laden trays of food disappear upstairs and heard his stomach rumble despite the din of the room The scent of the food tantalised his nostrils and after ordering and waiting for a bottle of brandy to take to his room, Edward returned to the room

Slowly lifting the latch on the door, Edward pushed it open without stopping to knock The sight that met him was one that would remain with him for the remainder of his days

The shutters were closed and curtains drawn to ward off prying eyes The fire glowed heartily in the grate, bathing the darkened roo before a small table in the far corner of the room, a ceramic bowl of water in front of her The white shirt she had been wearing was unlaced down to her waist, the ripe ainst the loose confines of the shirt that was hanging open The breeches she wore clung lovingly to the rounded curve of her bottom as she bent over the bowl to trail the moisture over her neck and chest, totally oblivious to the dah material Her soft moan as she enjoyed the delicious slide of the water was pure sensuality

Eliza didn’t hear hi of a dark shadow in the doorway, swinging around in alar to the tips of her breasts as she stared at the intruder

“Edward?” She gasped, her shoulders relaxing on a tide of relief for a briefin him

“What’s wrong?” She snapped, glancing past his shoulder to the empty corridor beyond

She shivered at the stark look on his face as he slowly crossed the roo when his chest was practically brushing hers His eyes searched hers for any sign of embarrass but innocent concern

“God, you are so beautiful” Edhispered huskily, his eyes sliding sensuously over theneck to the dips and hollows of her shoulders His manhood called for satisfaction as his eyes absorbed the teasing shadows behind the soft whiteto the dusky tips of her nipples The dampness of the material did little to hide herneed to saht in his hands, and taste her to see if they really were as sweet as they looked

Without bedding her he knew that one night with this woh He knew froaze she had no idea of what she was displaying for his delectation, yet hated to e she had to offer He sed harshly against the raw pain of his arousal and flicked one last, long look at her breasts before handing her a towel from the washstand

He turned his gaze towards the wall and coughed to withhold the words he really wanted to say “I don’t know about you but I a If you have finished, we’ll eat”

Walking casually across the roo he had ever done Everything within him screamed to take what she so innocently offered; to succuive her a lesson in the delights of the flesh The urge to possess her was so strong his fingers treh his veins

Keeping his eyes on the food, he busied hi the plate with foods he kneouldn’t taste and waited for her to join him, hopefully with her modesty covered

He mentally shen she sat down on the chair opposite, the still damp cotton shirt cl

inging lovingly to her curves She was definitely sent fro if he should just drag her across the table and forget the food

Gritting his teeth he kept his eyes on his plate and began to eat, every sense tuned in so acutely to her every move, her every bite and the soft movements of her mouth as she ate that by the time she had finished sweat beaded his broith the effort it took to keep his hands off her