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“I have never stopped wanting you,” she said, pushing his coat from his shoulders until it fell to the floor “I never expected to know your body again”

He fiddled with his cravat, angled his head so he still had access to herBut before he could drag his shirt off his back, delicate hands found their way beneath the fine lawn to caress the hard planes

“Isabella” Her name left his lips as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back Every part of hiulped as they drifted down to the fall of his breeches

“Tell me the truth,” she whispered, her voice rich, luxurious as she stroked the evidence of his arousal through the material “Have you truly saved yourself all these years?”

Saved was not the word he would use He had starved hi his hunger Indeed, he felt no shame for his lack of experience

“It was always you” His desire spiralled “It was only ever you”

She reacted instantly to his words, claih she, too, was famished beyond measure

“I am empty inside without you” She broke contact to fiddle with the buttons on her dress, gestured for him to offer his assistance

With his mind lost in a blissful blur he undressed her, stripped her bare, and al beauty Every luscious curve was as he

remembered

He dragged his shirt over his head with such vigour he feared hethis will be … will be a culed to forer”

He pulled her into his ar deep inside where it arhtened his arousal Her fingers found their way into the hair above his nape; the gentle tug made him swell and pulse with need

“I need you now,” he ainst her deliciously divine lips

Her fingers travelled slowly down the front of his chest until she reached the band of his breeches “Then weabout these,” she said with a smirk “And do you intend to wear your boots? Will it not be a little uncomfortable?”

Damn it all He felt like a boy fresh from the schoolroom “I want you so badly I have lost all use of my faculties”