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Their ragged pants echoed through the room

He squashed her into the mattress as he claimed her in the wild, untamed way she found so utterly irresistible

“I’ll not last ain”

He withdrew, came to lie on his side behind her Hot hands caressed her breasts, those nis Lydia draped her thigh over his, opened herself to allow him to do whatever he pleased He stroked her in the expert way that drove her wild, and then he was inside her again, deep inside

“Greystone,” she cried as her world shattered suddenly and she almost said “I love you” She shuddered, thehis shaft

On a guttural groan he withdrew again, his seed spurting over her thigh Never would she forget the look of satisfaction etched on his face

They took a moment to catch their breath

Both sighed in sated exhaustion

“I hope I have met your expectations,” he teased as his hand came to rest on her hip

“Without exception, it was themoment of my life”

An arrogant smile played on his lips “Until next time”

Next time?

Those tords sent her heart soaring

Love for him filled her chest

She wanted to stay at the manor and never leave But the stark reality of her situation hung over her like an executioner’s axe She had no clothes, no belongings Cecil was her legal guardian She could not force herself on Greystone and so had no choice but to return to home