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smart people.” Victoria gave him a rueful smile. “My husband will need the other two to survive marriage to me.”
    Alexander smiled at that.
    “What do you want in a wife?”
    “I’m becoming increasingly partial to red hair.” He tipped his head toward the billiard table, asking, “Would you care to try?”
    “Will you help me?”
    “I was hoping you’d ask.”
    With both hands, Alexander grasped her delicate shoulders and positioned her at the table. After bending her body forward, he stood behind her and molded his body to hers.
    Victoria felt faint from his touch. She inhaled his fresh bay scent and felt his heat seeping through the thin layers of clothing, separating his flesh from hers.
    “Take my shaft in your left hand,” Alexander said in a husky voice. “I mean your fork hand. Good girl.”
    His arms went around her, holding her hands on the cue. “Put your knife hand on the table to steady the shaft as it thrusts forward,” he said, with laughter tingeing his voice. “Take aim and hit the cue ball.”
    Victoria watched the cue ball roll across the table and strike a colored ball, which dropped into a pocket. “I did it.”
    “We’ll want to hit that ball over there,” Alexander said, his body still molded to hers.
    Victoria turned within the circle of his arms, her breasts pressing against him. “If I ask you a question, will you give me an honest answer?”
    “That depends on the question,” Alexander said, tracing a line down her cheek with one finger.
    “Do you have a mistress?”
    His lips quirked into a smile. “No.”
    Relief shot through her, but she wasn’t finished yet. “Have you ever had a mistress?”
    He stared down at her for a long moment as if deciding whether to answer her question or not. “Yes.”
    “When you marry,” she asked, “will you get another mistress?”
    “Do you think I should?” he teased her.
    “No.” Victoria dropped her gaze to his lips. “Will you kiss me like you did at the stream?”
    Without a word, Alexander dropped the cue and put his arms around her. He lowered his head, his mouth covering hers in a kiss that drugged her senses and made the world fade away.
    Victoria savored the sensation of his mouth on hers. She pressed into the kiss, losing herself in it, surrendering her whole being.
    His tongue caressed the crease between her lips, seeking and finding entrance to her mouth. Alexander groaned when she touched her tongue to his. Tentatively at first and then growing bolder, Victoria pushed her tongue past his lips to explore his mouth.
    Leaving her lips behind, Alexander sprinkled kisses on her temples, her eyelids, her throat. He dropped his hands from the small of her back to her buttocks and held her against him.
    Victoria moaned, feeling his hardness pressed against her. She entwined her arms around his neck and melted into him. Her knees buckled when he cupped her buttocks and ground his hardness against her.
    Alexander kept her from falling and lifted her onto the edge of the billiard table, almost level with his groin. He pushed the skirt of her gown up and stood between her thighs, rubbing his hardness against her softness.
    Wild with passion, Victoria clung to him. His lips burned a path down her throat, and his hands caressed her breasts through the silken material of her gown.
    And then Victoria felt cool air on her breasts, felt her gown sliding down to her waist, exposing her to his heated gaze, his masterful hands. Moaning with pleasure, Victoria arched her body, urging him on, reveling in his caresses. When he slid his thumb across her nipples, desire throbbed between her thighs.
    Alexander tormented her with these new, incredibly exciting sensations. His fingers glided across the sensitive tips of her nipples, squeezing and rolling them into aroused beads. “Exquisite nipples.” His lips replaced his fingers—licking, nipping, sucking while his long, skillful fingers teased the other.
    Victoria clasped his head to