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THE DUKE’S MAGNIFICENT BASTARD
by Sandra Masters
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“I expect you to behave like a perfect lady in my absence.”
Sweet heaven, these three years had sped by. She’d have her nuisance of a debut soon.
“You’ll
find yourself well occupied with gentleman callers, I’m sure. I promise
to be back for your introduction to society for I’ll be your first
dance.”
She smiled with delight, and he leaned in to give her a tender kiss on her forehead.
Could
the man be made of Gibraltar rock? Alicia raised her head in perfect
alignment with his lips, and a kiss meant in tenderness turned into an
explosion of desire. When he entered her mouth with his wicked tongue,
she answered with all the longing in her body.
He
withdrew, inhaled a long breath, exhaled, and again cautioned, “Never
let anyone do that to you, and don’t tempt me again, my dear. It cannot
be between us.”
She
sensed the regret in his tone and pulled at his greatcoat. “Why not,
Thorn? We are so well suited for each other. Don’t we always enjoy our
time together? Give me one good reason why, and I’ll stop dreaming of
you.”
The
back of his hand touched her cheek, and slid to the cleft in her
throat. “Another good admonition: don’t dream of any man at night. That
will lead to inappropriate consequences.”
Thorn
moved away, and her face became outlined in the semi-darkness of the
coach. She was the sweeping vista that justified his secret beliefs.
Yes, he wanted her to dream of him. If she knew how much he craved to be
in those dreams, he’d not be able to contain his desires—or hers.
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