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She smiled. “And you ordered your carriage to visit my townhouse at this hour?”

“I walked.”

An astonishing thought occurred to her. “How did you know where in Mayfair I lived, Alexander.”

“I discreetly checked last week.”

Pleasure wrapped its arms around her like a warm blanket on a chilled evening. “I see.” She curled her toes into the carpet, and he smiled at the action, his eyes darkening.

His hungry gaze raked her body. “Be with me, Lucinda.”

She jolted then faltered, staring at him with widened eyes, before taking a step forward. “What do you mean by that?”

He raked fingers through his hair. “We are both people of the world. You have no wish to marry. I have no wish to marry. In that vein, we are perfect for each other.” He bent his dark head toward hers, and his warm breath caressed her lips. “We are perfect for an affair…if you wish to have one with me. Because by God, I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone or anything in my damn life.”

She stared at him with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, a feeling she didn’t understand at all. Lucinda whirled away from him, her heart shaking. Anaffair de coeurwith Alexander. She so badly wanted to say yes, but Lucinda already felt like she wanted so much more from him.But what?Either way, it should warn her to step back and come to her senses.

His hands tightened on her shoulders, and he turned her around. “Tell me, what are you afraid of?”

Of wanting you too much. Yet she did not answer, feeling silly. What he said was indeed perfect. An affair between two people who seemed to understand each other. “No messy entanglement,” she whispered.

A small frown touched his brow before smoothing away. “None.”

Lucinda touched his mouth with fingers that shook. “When we are ready, we will part ways and walk away from each other.”

“It is the ways of affairs,” he said. “Perhaps we might remain friends.”

“Are you friends with your past lovers?”

His gaze hooded. “No.”

Silence fell, then he asked, “Are you?”

“You are my only lover outside of my two husbands.”

Shock flared in his eyes, then raw possessiveness that stole her breath and brought a flush to her cheeks.

“I want to be in you more than the need I have to take my next fucking breath.”

Her mouth went dry, and Lucinda could only stare at him, powerless to look away. “Yes,” she whispered, arousal stabbing low in her belly at his fervent crudeness.

He hauled her to him and ravished her mouth in a kiss that almost felt punishing as if he blamed her for the desperate way he wanted her. Their tongues tangled wildly, and a long, low moan broke from her lips. The pleasurable warmth inside her grew to burning anticipation, unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Not even when he’d taken her that first time had it felt like this. And that frightened Lucinda that she might fall too deeply into this man and tangle her heart when by his words and actions, he did not believe in the possibility of more.

Those thoughts burned away under the raw onslaught of desire that gripped her body. He lifted her in his arms, and she wrapped her legs high around his back, moaning when he spun with her, pressing her back against the walls.

His strength pinned her against the wall, one of his hands at her hip; while using his other hand, Alexander reached between them to open the flaps of his trousers.

“I have missed you,” she said, between kisses, surprising herself with the confession.

“I’ve missed you, too,” he rasped.

The tip of his throbbing cock was suddenly brushing against the folds of her sex. A strangled moan escaped her as exquisite tension twisted in her belly. Kissing her harder, he surged inside her quim. Pleasure-pain throbbed at where they connected, and she gasped raggedly against his mouth. He rolled his hips, plunging into her until his manhood was all the way inside her, his face tightening in savage lust.

Lucinda buried her face against his throat, kissing the saltiness of his skin. He rode between her thighs with mindless greed, tossing her closer and closer to pleasure. She bit his shoulder, and he grunted, hitching his hand below and gripping her buttocks to rock her onto his cock with piercing depth. Lucinda wailed into his throat at the pleasure that shook her body. Wicked tension throbbed in her quim, and delightful sensations began to spiral through her body. The bite of pain that edged the exquisite sensations knotting low in her belly had her raking her nails across his shoulders and back. They would leave their mark, and she did not care, completely swept away by the feel of her lover thoroughly ravishing her. Her entire body convulsed as pleasure crashed over her senses, drowning her.

Alexander unexpectedly stopped moving, holding his body still as he kissed her with aching tenderness. “Are you sore?”

Lucinda almost snorted at herself when she blushed. “No.”

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