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“A mother would have protected me from that bastard.” I had to turn my back to him. I couldn’t bottle up my fury any longer. “She blamed me for leading him on. I couldn’t go near a man without breaking out into a fucking sweat.”
Tears spurted from my eyes. I was unable to control them; the more I tried, the more my body shook.
He stood behind me and cradled me in his arms until my pain subsided. It was like a warm, cosy blanket had been placed over my shivering soul.
With his strong arms holding me, I felt more protected than I’d ever felt in my entire life.
He kissed my head. “She’s not a good woman. You’re right. And you gave her another chance.”
I turned to face him. “They say we can’t choose our families, but we can choose our friends. And I’ve chosen Lucy and now you as my family.”
A smile shaped his lips. “Careful. That might make us incestuous.”
He squeezed my butt, which was timely, because all this heavy talk had to end now. My upbringing had hijacked my sanity for way too long.
Our eyes locked in a soul-searching gaze.
I broke away from him and opened my bag for a tissue. I gazed into the large gilt mirror and thanked the gods for waterproof makeup. I wiped my nose and took a deep breath.
“Won’t your mother hate you if I agree to us marrying?” I asked.
He raked through his thick hair, which always managed to fall over his forehead, even when slicked back.
“I couldn’t give a shit what she thinks, to be honest. I would like you, however, to meet my father.” He inclined his head. “Would you mind coming to dinner with us?”
I smiled. Sunshine poured over me, melting away angst. “Of course. I’d love to meet him.”
He looked into my eyes. “Then, we’re good?”
“I think so.” My mouth trembled.
He wiped the stray tear on my cheek with his finger, and his eyes filled with love and understanding.
“What about Reynard?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I don’t give a fuck about him, and neither should you.”
“Can’t we just move somewhere else?”
“I love this place. I’d like to run organic farms.”
“Like Prince Charles?” I grinned.
“A market would be nice.”
I fell into his arms, and his lips landed on mine. From sweet and heartfelt it descended into a decadent, deep-tonguing kiss.
He unzipped my dress, and I stepped out of it as it pooled at my feet.
I stood before him in my white corset, lace stockings, and nothing else.
He hissed loudly and unzipped his slacks.
My gaze settled on that delicious bulge tenting his briefs.
He pointed at the bed with the embossed satin cover, reminding me of an image in Home Beautiful. “Just lie down and let me look at you.”
Knowing what he wanted, I spread my legs.
I’d come prepared. No panties. It had been rather draughty going commando, but worth it if only to witness the lust in those dark-blue eyes and his big dick all engorged and hungry.
He got on his knees and placed his head between my legs. He licked up my thighs.
When the tip of his tongue settled on my bud, a warm shower of prickling heat blanketed me. I flinched as my muscles tensed and then surrendered and tensed again.
Lapping, sucking, and nibbling my clit, he gripped my naked butt and swallowed my orgasms one after another.
Grasping clumps of his hair, I writhed about and became a whimpering mess.
