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head and tentatively ran her finger down the bridge of his nose,
stopping and caressing the obvious bump.
    “August swears it was an accident but I’m sure it had
something to do with the fact I bet him he couldn’t get me off my feet. He
did.”
    “I heard August married.”
    “Last summer. To one of the Fields. Did you know Diana?”
    “She came out the same year as my youngest sister. I’m glad
he married well.”
    “Now if only his older brother could be so lucky.”
    “The answer is no, Seb. I wouldn’t blight your married life
with such ugliness.”
    “Have you been studying for the stage? That almost sounded
melodramatic.” With his words, she fought to get away from him this time. He
rolled with her instead, pinning her to the bed and holding both of her wrists
in a firm lock.
    “Don’t be cruel,” she said.
    “I was being honest. I don’t care, Grace, and it’s time you
put the past behind you.”
    Naked, there was only one way to show her he was being
serious. He had sufficiently recovered and a firm erection nested between her
legs. Having Grace in his arms so warm and womanly was all the motivation he
needed to love her again.
    He shifted his hips, his cock finding the sweetness of her
sheath with unerring accuracy. She was still deliciously wet and his entry was
swift and deep.
    She gasped and arched up into him.
    Gawd, he wanted to see her.
    “I’ve missed you,” she whispered.
    “From now on we’ll be together. I promise you, Grace.”
    He pressed his mouth to hers, freeing her hands and bracing
himself over her. Kissing her mouth was like sipping mead, heady and soothing.
She slipped her fingers through his hair. Her other hand slid down his back and
clasped his buttocks.
    There was no hurry and there never would be again. He
started a slow rhythm. Grace thrust her hips, writhing beneath him. He hooked
an arm around one of her knees, then her other. He braced his arms on the bed,
canting her. Penetration was deeper, the pleasure greater.
    Her arms fell to her sides as if she could no longer move.
The only sound she made was a sensual hum that vibrated through him, driving
him.
    Even in the dark he could see the sparkle of her eyes. She
watched him, searching for something. The truth maybe.
    He trailed kisses along her jaw, over the scars and to her
ear. She sighed but didn’t turn away.
    Her body was gleaming in the darkness of the room.
    She cupped her breasts, offering them along with everything
else she was giving. He bent his head and sucked on her nipples. Her moaning
turned into high-pitched cries. She peaked beneath him, sending rippling waves
of pleasure over his cock. He held deep within her—still hard for her.
    Would that ever change?
    When she was breathing normally again, he started a faster
rhythm, anxious for his own release but determined to bring her along again.
    Within moments she was gasping and he was losing control.
    Sweet, sweet uncontrollable release.
    He spilled great amounts of seed. He did not care to think
of her unmarried state and any possible consequences. To him she was his wife
whether or not she was ready to admit that possibility.
    When he rolled from her, he went to his stomach beside her,
still feeling the pleasurable aftersensations that fluttered from his legs through
his groin and to his chest.
    Nothing was resolved, but the pull of sleep was dragging him
under.
    The last sensation he felt was the tender press of her lips
down his spine and the gentle flick of her tongue over his skin. Had he the
energy, he would have rolled over and allowed her tongue to bathe his cock.
    He felt the tug of a smile at his lips. From now on, they
would be together.
    * * * * *
    When he woke, the room was still dark but the gray feel of
dawn cast a certain pall that told him it was time to go. There was a spot of
heat on his stomach and he glanced down to see Grace’s ass tucked neatly
against his body. Her hair lay in a messy heap between them.
    Touching her would