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for him to take her and he moved over her, parting her thighs and seeking out the hot depths of her aroused body.
    They crested the peak of physical gratification quickly, and Polly held tightly to him as the pulsing waves of her pleasure surged through her. She was no innocent miss, having worked at the inn for several years now, yet she knew that this man was special. Never before had a lover excited her so much. He had seemed to anticipate her body’s every craving and had not hesitated to please her. She was still quivering as she lay passively in his arms, the ultimate joy he’d just given her having rocked her to the very center of her being.
    Noah lay silently savoring the deliciousness of his release.
    â€œYou’re wonderful,” Polly sighed, gazing into his eyes when at last she was able to speak.
    â€œSo were you,” he countered with a smile that twisted her heart, and when he ran his hands down her back to cup her rounded buttocks and draw her closer, she gasped.
    â€œOoooh!” she exclaimed as she felt the heat of his hunger building again. She had never known a man to be so virile, and she wriggled against him already eager for more.
    Noah needed no encouragement as he thrust avidly into her, seeking again the momentary thrill of physical forgetfulness. His rhythm was hard and steady as he strove for the pinnacle, and it was only the sound of the knock at the door that brought him crashing back to reality. Noah stopped, frowning at the interruption.
    â€œWho is it?” he demanded curtly, his body still aching with unsated desire.
    â€œIt’s Lyle, Noah.”
    â€œJust a minute,” he called out as he quickly extricated himself from Polly’s possessive arms.
    Polly watched and pouted as he moved from the bed and began to pull on his clothing, for the evidence of his desire was still proud and full. “What about me?”
    â€œThis is business, wench,” he told her abruptly. “Get your clothes and be gone.”
    â€œBut I don’t mind waiting….” she cooed sweetly, not at all anxious to leave his bed.
    â€œI mind.” He fixed a frosty silver glare upon her.
    Experiencing Lord Noah Kincade’s displeasure for the first time, she scurried without further arguments to get her clothing.
    â€œShall I come back later?” she asked huskily as she adjusted her full, heavy breasts more comfortably in the confines of her gown. Her body was still alive with the need for completion, and she hoped he would want her to return.
    â€œNot tonight.” Noah’s answer was brusque as he tossed her several coins. “Here.”
    Polly stared down at the generous amount he’d given her with disbelieving eyes. “Thank you.” She gave him a wide smile as she started from the room.
    Noah finished buttoning his shirt and strode forward to open the door for her, ushering her out.
    Captain Lyle Russell, master of the Lorelei, was standing respectfully in the hall as Noah opened the portal, and he eyed the disheveled Polly with a seagoing man’s avid interest as she hurried off.
    â€œLyle.” Noah was both happy and relieved to see him, and his tone reflected his emotions. “Come in.”
    â€œPretty wench.” He nodded in Polly’s direction.
    â€œPerfect to ease a man’s needs,” he answered with a quick grin as he ushered the captain into his room.
    â€œIndeed.” Lyle smiled wryly as he saw the rumpled bed and he gave a hearty chuckle. “Sorry to interrupt.”
    â€œYou have news?” Noah asked, quickly changing the subject. He closed the door to ensure their privacy, and then crossed the room to light a candle, the flickering yellow light adding a shadowy intensity to their meeting.
    â€œYes, and I think you’ll be pleased. I made the inquiries, as you instructed. It wasn’t easy, but I finally was able to make contact with Joshua Smith,” Lyle supplied.
    â€œGo