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Her palms caressed his chest, some reassurance that, despite all but being pinned against the tree by him, she was right where she wished. “You told me I’m not to be taken. I’m to be worshipped. That’s what I want from you for the time I’m in London.”

By Aphrodite and Eros, yes!“So long as you’re certain. I—”

“I’m certain.”

Rich with amusement, her husky voice sent a pleasant tingle down his spine, but he shook his head, refusing to jest about this. “You have no obligation to me. I must know that you—”

He moaned in shocked pleasure when her hand slipped boldly over his aching, swollen cock.

She whimpered before speaking, her voice broken. “What’s between us now”—she stroked him—“isn’t about tea or silver. I come to you not as collateral, but as a woman. Will you show me the tenderness you spoke of in the music room? Accept the same from me?”

He tossed his sopping coat to the soft earth beside them and pressed her gently against the tree, his hands protecting the back of her head as he kissed her so thoroughly and adoringly she had her answer.

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