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Letty was at her side in an instant, her hands warm and firm on her legs. “I definitely admire you.” She knelt in front of her, looking up at Anne. “It’s a good thing I ordered the rugs in this room to be extra thick. It was intended to keep the warmth better, but I must admit it has multiple benefits.”
Anne sucked in a breath as Letty thrust her petticoat and chemise to her hips, then gasped as she was readjusted so that her legs were over Letty’s shoulders and her head was buried between her thighs.
It turned out, as always, that the magic was in Letty’s mouth.
Letty flicked her tongue across her quim then sucked gently on her nub. She slid her tongue against her opening, then slipped her tongue inside, thrusting until Anne was begging for release. Panting, she threaded her fingers into Letty’s hair.
Letty raised her head. “I chose each mattress, but I admit that I didn’t test them out in the way that they were meant to be used. We should check that they are up to the job of servicing a duchess.” She picked Anne up and tossed her onto the bed, then made quick work of disrobing.
Anne flung off her stays and chemise, wild to continue, but stopped when Letty held up a finger.
“Keep the stockings on.”
Anne obeyed, delighted at the adoration in Letty’s eyes as she stood there naked except for her sheer silk stockings held up at mid-thigh with pink satin beribboned garters.
“Pretty as those sweets you like.” She grinned lasciviously. “And twice as delicious.”
Letty covered her when she joined her on the bed, and Anne loved the weight of her as she pressed her into the mattress. But she wanted something different today. She nudged Letty off, then straddled her hips so she was sitting on top.
“This is a good angle for you,” she said, looking up at her. “Verygood.”
Letty cupped her hand under Anne and stroked her with her thumb. Her other hand was on Anne’s gartered thigh, and her fingers slid beneath the ribbon against the delicate flesh of her inner leg.
Anne arched her back and cupped her own breasts, and ground herself against Letty’s hips and her hand, feeling the pressure build from the friction. She worked slowly, teasing them both, watching as Letty’s eyes grew dark and luminous and her full lips parted. She had never felt so uninhibited, and she wanted to enjoy every moment of it.
She tipped forward until she could capture one of Letty’s breasts with her mouth, teasing her nipple. Still straddling Letty and holding her in place with her thighs, she slid a hand between their bodies and touched her, stroking her until she could hear her moan.
Anne slid off and settled herself between Letty’s thighs, then moved her head down so that she could taste her quim. She had never done this before, for Letty or for any other woman. She had always been shy of it, unsure. But today she felt bold.
The feeling of losing control under Letty’s touch always worked her into a fervor, but she discovered there was deep pleasure to be had in loving Letty with her mouth, and in hearing Letty cry out her name as she found her release.
Anne curled up beside her. “You made something perfect for me with this room. I wanted to give you something perfect inreturn,” she said. She hesitated, then clasped her hand in her own. “Stay with me tonight, Letty. Please.”
After all this time, could she finally convince Letty to stay? She feared her heart was in her eyes if Letty looked too closely, but the feeling overwhelmed her. She yearned to spend the night in this ludicrous seven-mattressed bed with her, their hair tangled together on the pillows, their limbs tangled together beneath the covers.
Letty’s smile was hesitant and warm, and when she gave her reply, Anne’s heart felt near to bursting.
She said yes.
Chapter Twenty-three
Six months ago, Letty could never have dreamt that she would one day walk in Hyde Park in the presence of a duke and a duchess, but today she strolled beside them with Phin. As it was the beginning of April, the air was still chilly, but the promenade was well populated with people wearing the fanciest clothes that Letty had ever seen. She didn’t fit in among them, with her sturdy twill dress and her ebony walking stick and her top hat, but she was beside Anne, wasn’t she? Did it matter that she was on her husband’s arm, and Letty was on Phin’s?
She wanted to say that it didn’t, but it was difficult to shake the notion that she had no right to be by their side, looking quite as comfortable as if she were their equal. She tried to shake such thoughts away.
She could see Anne’s hair beneath the elegant bonnet perched on the crown of her head. The hairdresser had done a wonderful job after Anne had cut it, trimming it into a sleek little cap that feathered around her ears and nape.
Letty loved seeing Anne out of doors. It had taken some persuasion to convince her to walk to the park instead of taking the carriage, but the fresh air seemed to fill her with joy, and it put rosy blossoms on her cheeks that were most charming.
The purpose of the walk was to continue to reshape Hawthorne’s reputation by association with Anne’s pristine reputation, so they stopped frequently to talk to anyone willing to obtain the good fortune of a ducal greeting.
“How do you think you shall fare in politics?” Letty asked Hawthorne after he had tipped his hat to a baron and his wife.
“I am a most persuasive speaker when I have a mind to be.”
“I suppose that’s what politics is about, is it not? Smooth talking and charming manners,” Anne said.
“I rather think there is meant to be some importance attached to the ideas behind the facade. Or so I’m told,” he drawled. Then he sobered. “I plan to stand for our rights, when they are threatened. To stand against bills that may threaten us.”
