A Match for the Rebellious Earl by Lara Temple

Author:Lara Temple
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-11-10T15:00:31+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

‘I prepare a feast and no one is here to enjoy,’ Benja said morosely.

Kit smiled distractedly at the display of roast fowl, pies, and an impressive pot of Benja’s speciality, paella.

The choppy weather had held, preventing Mary, Emily and Peter from finding their sea legs. And, since his stepmother drew the line at having either him or his sailors hold a basin for her, poor Genny had been recruited to tend to the sick. Luckily Emily and Peter had not passed from queasiness to outright illness, but they remained in their cabin despite his attempts to convince them they’d do better on deck.

‘Well, at least that is the last time Emily will beg me for a pleasure cruise,’ he said, heaping some food on a plate. ‘Take this to Miss Maitland’s cabin and remind her to eat while she can. Mary is likely to throw something at me if I show my face. I’ll take a plate to my cabin and the men can come in here and do justice to this bounty.’

Benja sighed as Kit took his plate and glass. He could have stayed and eaten with his men, as he usually did. He ought to stay with them and take the distraction they offered. A lonely dinner and a bottle of wine while his cock was aching for satisfaction was not a good prescription for a sound night’s sleep.

He even tried to insert himself mentally into Mary’s sickroom, in the hope that envisaging the familiar sight of the contents of upheaved stomachs would douse the pulsing need he’d foolishly unleashed on deck.

Instead he saw in his mind Genny leaning over a bed, her rounded backside shaping what looked more like a nightdress than the proper gown and pelisse that had separated them on deck. He turned her around. But now she was wearing that unfairly low-cut peach-toned gown she’d worn to the theatre. He stood there in his mind, as hard as a mast, and reached out to set loose her hair, watching the thick honey-brown waves unfurl over her shoulders, covering her beautiful breasts...

No, not covering her breasts—he wanted those bared to his imagination. He reached out and gently brushed her hair aside. God, he could almost feel it between his fingers. He’d only touched that heavy, warm silk twice, but it was imprinted on him more deeply than an inked tattoo on a sailor’s skin.

Her hair was now cascading over her shoulders, and he was free to take her hand, as he had on deck. But this time she guided his to her breasts, their fingers linked as they cupped the heavy warmth that rested in his palms—heavy, soft... But he could feel the skin tightening against his hand, just as it was tightening over his erection...

He opened his eyes and pressed his palms together. This was not a good idea.

Once they were safely at the Hall it would be easier to stick to the rules. There would be lots of guests, lots of servants...

Lots of rooms.

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