A Rogue for Miss Prim (Friendship Series) by Julia Donner

Author:Julia Donner [Donner, Julia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

The quill tip dripped a black dot on the blank sheet of vellum. Adele stared at it, and after a moment, realized it continued to expand, spreading out of proportion, as had the recent changes in her life. The widening blot had spiky edges, bristling like her nerve endings that shrieked to vibrant life every time she looked at her husband, and especially when he looked back with a knowing smirk and predatory gaze.

With a tiny shake of her head she reoriented and started to write, but concentration seeped away, evaporating with a bemused lethargy that had started on her wedding night. This sluggishness could not be trusted, for underneath lurked a creature, voracious and wanton. The desire within couldn’t get enough of her husband’s lovemaking. The wretched devil had ensorcelled her with a strange sexual spell. Of course, she’d never tell him that. The trick was making her body listen and behave, but in the end, he always overwhelmed, her resistance feeble in comparison.

A tap on her door sounded a moment before it opened to reveal the spellbinder himself. He wore his ever-present satisfied grin, but she now knew the reason.

Due to the discovery of her own weakness, she now understood why men pursued. Logic pacified impatience with her lack of resistance, giving her understanding and the wonderment that he lived with the same craving that held her in thrall. She didn’t want to think that any woman would suffice for him, a man who could—and had probably sampled—more women than he remembered. She really disliked the knowledge that for her, ever since the wedding night, no other man would ever do. He’d ruined her dream of one day knowing what it was like to take a lover to enslave, something she’d written about, but never thought to experience for herself. Gordon ruined that with his clever hands and gorgeous body. The man was indecently good looking without clothes.

He came to the desk, and she was glad she hadn’t gotten much written. What had gotten down on paper was illegible due to the fuzzy state of her mind. Her skin prickled, every nerve alert, when he leaned down over her chair. Like a puppet on strings, she lifted her face. His lips glided across her brow, nuzzled her curls, and left a sizzling path down the side of her cheek.

His mouth hovered over hers in a barely there kiss. “Good morning, darling. That was an excellent choice you decided upon for last night’s session. The bottom’s up position. Conducive to conception, I should think.”

“You have an evil chortle when you are excessively pleased with yourself.”

“I do, don’t I? But that specific position will no doubt bear fruit and render the family delirious with a new addition. My thanks for showing me the ancient manuscript from India. Frightfully inventive.”

“Perhaps I shouldn’t have shown you.”

He trailed a fingertip up the side of her face to her cap, slipped underneath, withdrew a lock of hair and rubbed it between his fingers. “But it’s my turn to select an illustration for tonight and I have.

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