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  Drusilla reached for him, wrapping her fingers around the hard, thick length of his cock. Dunnett broke their lips with a breathy moan as his head rolled back over his shoulders.

  “Stroke me,” he ordered.

  She did, using instinct to guide her. She flexed her fingers over him from the base to the tip of his erection, slow and steady. Triumph rushed through her when his cock twitched and he let out another deep moan.

  “Not too much,” he chuckled as he caught her hand and lifted it above her head, where he pinned it. “I want to be able to do this…”

  The weight of his body rolled her to her back. His thighs parted her legs and then she felt the tip of his penis against her slit. A sigh shuddered out of her as he drove inside, taking her inch by inch. He met with no resistance. She was too wet from his mouth and her recent release for her body to refuse him.

  “I knew you would feel this sweet,” he murmured before he pulled his hips back and rocked forward. “I knew you would be so tight and hot.”

  Drusilla moaned at his words. So blunt, yet so sensual that she could have melted. “Did you watch me before last night?” she managed to choke out between steady thrusts.

  He smiled down at her. “From the first moment I came here.”

  She shuddered as another orgasm built deep within her. The words he whispered, the circular rocking of his hips, the overload of her senses from all the sensations, they overpowered her and she arched up in release.

  “That’s right.” He rocked on and on. “More.”

  Suddenly, he was rolling again, and she found herself on top. He cupped her hips and stoked her forward and back, showing her the rhythm until she mastered it and rode him with wild abandon to yet another release.

  “More,” she said with a wicked grin, repeating his earlier words.

  He sat up until they were breast-to-breast. His arms came around her and he held her, sucking on her lower lip, darting his tongue inside her as he gently rocked within her. Every sense was alive and on fire. Every nerve ending forced her to be utterly aware of the hard heat buried within her. And every time she thought of that, a new tremor of pleasure took her toward the edge of yet another release.

  Before she could find it, he stopped moving. Their eyes met.

  “What do you want?” she whispered. “What can I give you?”

  He cocked his head. “I want something he’s never taken,” he said slowly, as if he weren’t sure what her response would be. “I want a part of you that only I will ever have.”

  She nodded slowly. Though she hadn’t really known the man before now, his gentleness, his care for her feelings and desires…they made her trust him. Implicitly. And whatever he wanted to share with her, she knew it would bring her pleasure.

  “Roll over,” he murmured, lifting her off his lap.

  Their bodies separated and she moaned in displeasure, but she did as he asked. She rolled over on her stomach and peered over her shoulder at him. He smiled at her, gentle and encouraging. Then he brought his mouth down and kissed her lower back.

  She clenched the pillows with a moan. Had her back always been so sensitive? Just the lightest touch made her weak. He kissed her again, this time lower. His hands cupped her bottom and he parted her cheeks.

  She gasped, lifting her head and staring at him wildly.

  “Shhh,” he soothed as he brought his mouth against the crease.

  He had licked her there while they lay on the settee. But those had only been grazing caresses that gave her a strange thrill. But the thrill had melted into the other sensations. Now it was all she felt. A forbidden desire. A spark of fear. But mostly an intense, foreign pleasure.

  He licked, he teased, and finally he used his fingers to gently massage her entrance. She squirmed, leaning back toward him as the sensations rapidly built within her.

  Another finger slipped inside and she cried out at the pleasure-pain mix. He moaned, and she heard the strain in his voice. He needed her as much as she needed him now. That was a power she had never experienced before.

  “I will be gentle,” he whispered.

  She looked over her shoulder just in time to see him aligning his hard cock with her bottom. Pressure built inside her as he slowly eased into the untried channel. Pain met with pleasure, but eased as he inched inside and her body acclimated to the intrusion.

  “Drusilla,” he moaned as he took more and more of her body. “My Drusilla from now on.”

  “Yes, yes,” she groaned when he made his way fully inside.

  He thrust and she cried out. The feeling was so focused, so intense. And it was made all the better by knowing this was a pleasure she had only ever known, and would only ever know, with this man.

  He thrust again, again, his hips starting smoothly but soon turning wild. She gripped at the pillows, surging back against him as hard as he was driving forward. She could feel a powerful release coming, but couldn’t quite reach it.

  “Touch yourself,” he howled. “Come for me!”

  She cupped her pussy and spread her lips wide, rubbing her aching clit as she thrust back against him. It was enough to finally bring the spiraling sensations into harsh focus, and she exploded. Her hips met his with force, her back arched and she cried out all her desire, all her need and all her fulfillment. He stiffened and let out his own cry before she felt his seed pump hot within her.

  They collapsed onto her husband’s bed. Dunnett’s hard, hot body cradled hers, his strong arms holding her tightly as his chest heaved against her back.

  Slowly, they both stopped panting. Her heart rate returned to normal and she felt his do the same until they beat to one shared rhythm.

  Only then did she dare to look at him. He smiled down at her, his handsome face flushed by exertion. He brushed a lock of sweaty hair away from her forehead.

  “Beautiful,” he breathed.

  She shut her eyes as a smile tilted her lips. “Thank you.”

  “Now we should both get up, though, as much as I hate to. But you will be expected to do your daily routines, and I will be, as well.”

  He pulled away and she was left empty. She watched as he pulled on his clothing, smoothed his hair. Years of experience as a valet had clearly taught him how to dress quickly and efficiently.

  “Dunnett,” she said softly as he grabbed for his coat.

  He came back to the bed and looked at her. “Yes, Drusilla?”

  “Will we—” She stopped, searching for the words. “Will we—”

  He smiled as he caught her hand and drew it to his lips. “Of course, Your Grace. I am ever your servant.”

  About the Author

  Jess Michaels flips through every romance she buys in search of “the good stuff,” so it makes perfect sense that she writes erotic romances where she gets to turn up the heat on that good stuff and let it boil. She loves alpha males, long-haired cats (and short-haired ones), the last breath right before a passionate kiss, and the color purple (not the movie…though that’s excellent, too—she loves the actual color). She firmly believes that Cadbury Cream Eggs should be available all year round and not count against any diet.

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  This book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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