She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. I’m very, very angry with you.And she opened her mouth over him.
He looked down at her as he eased from the bed. Why such a creature of light and love and life should have come to him, he could not fathom. But he was grateful. Very grateful.
He smiled and pulled the ugly white fichu from her neck.She blinked and looked down at the simple, square neckline of her bodice as if she'd never seen it. Perhaps she hadn't. Perhaps she dressed in t...
That thought—that she was carrying his babe—steadied him enough to start off again. It was a strange but not unwelcome feeling to know that she carried his child. That someday she would hold a babe ag...
It might’ve been my fichu.-Patricia to Lucy about her engagement to vicar Penweeble.
He looked back at Eve, holding out his hand. Come on, then.She looked between him and his hand, pressing her lips together, but not moving.He frowned. Eve.She inhaled and took his hand, awkwardly inch...
The corners of her mouth drooped and he felt an odd panicked twinge somewhere in that empty space where a heart might dwell in other people.The trouble, Eve said, is that I've never been able to tell...
She felt enthralled by him, enthralled by her own sexuality. He bared something in her that she hadn't even known was there before she married him.Something base, primal. Had it always been there, thi...
Eve was a shy woman. A woman who had spent years hidden away from the world, traumatized by their shared past. True, she was also stubborn as a mule when she wanted to be, but he never should've put h...
No more shall you go bookless, Mrs. Crumb. From this day henceforth you have free run of my library with my compliments.She stared. I-He grinned, looking not a little wicked. Have you looked at my boo...
She stepped toward Anna. I can get you a night with an accomplished male whore or a virginal schoolboy. Coral’s eyes widened and seemed to flame. Famous libertines or ragpickers off the street. One ve...
She placed the soapy cloth on his shoulder, briskly stroking over smooth skin, trying not to notice how firm the muscles beneath her fingers were.She kept her gaze strictly on her hand.Still, it was i...
The front door banged open at that moment to admit a disheveled James Fairchild. He was like a vision from Bedlam: his blond hair stood on end, and his neckcloth was missing.He looked wildly at Anna....
He had no money or influence here. The clothes on his back were ragged, his moccasins were worn, and he was skeletally thin from lack of food and walking. But he would sail on a ship bound for England...
He was covered, of course, but she knew what lay beneath the sheets- she'd seen him entirely nude at the Lords' revels. She had the image burned into her memory: a proud, thick penis, heavy sac, and c...
As I said, I don’t expect you to understand—And I don’t, he cut in. Ye ask how I can live a life that I know will end with the hangman’s noose. Well, at least I am alive. Ye might as well have climbed...
No one could hear them over the carriage wheels, yet somehow it felt right to whisper. His eyes dropped to her gaping bodice. One nipple was reddened and still moist. He averted his eyes, swallowing....
There, there, sweetin’, he murmured into her hair.He loved me, he truly did, she gasped.I know he did, Michael said.And I loved him.Mm-hmm.She raised her head, glaring angrily. You don’t even believe...
Lazarus had never thought of himself as lovable. Therefore it should come as no shock at all that Temperance did not, in fact, love him. No, not a shock... but it would have been nice had she had some...
She was just ordinary. From her horse's-mane hair to her sturdy, practical feet, she'd never turned men's heads. Oh, she wasn't ill-favored- her features were regular enough- but she knew, too, that s...
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