Behind the Duke's Door by Lynne Silver

Author:Lynne Silver [Silver, Lynne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Erotica, Fiction
Publisher: Spice Briefs
Published: 2011-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

“Are you comfortable?” Harry asked for the second time.

“Perfectly,” Elizabeth replied. Though in truth, she was glad the room was dark except for a candle or two. She felt sure her skin flushed bright red where the bodice of her dress gaped open, revealing her breasts to Harry’s gaze, and any who happened upon Lord Jamesian’s library. Which according to her calculations should be any minute.

Right on cue, Arthur’s booming voice echoed down the hall. “I do not mean to doubt the veracity of your words, Lady Hesterbridge, but I am positive the sonnet you refer to is Sonnet Seventeen, not Twelve.”

A few indistinct murmurs classified Lady H.’s voice, and some higher pitched ones indicated she and Arthur had gained an audience.

And the show was on.

As the voices and footsteps drew closer, Elizabeth and Harry stepped into an embrace, kissing with passion. Harry’s cravat and waistcoat lay discarded over the back of the sofa they leaned against. His shirttails hung free of his trouser waistband.

They made sure to stand in profile to the door, so there would be no question as to whom the Elusive Duke was kissing. Harry pressed his hips against her belly and drew her close, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his hands on her lower back. Elizabeth tried to incorporate all she’d learned of kissing in the past few days.

Their tongues dueled while her breath quickened. Though she knew the kiss was for show, her body couldn’t help its response. It remembered all too clearly the amazing sensations of Harry’s penis deep inside her, with Arthur massaging her breasts. She wanted that feeling again. Craved it and would do nearly anything to gain it once more.

She felt Harry’s body harden in reaction to her ardor, and he deepened the kiss. They were so wrapped up in each other, they barely noticed the second act of their quickly written farce, when Arthur opened the door gallantly for Lady Hesterbridge.

A loud gasp from the woman and a quiet cough from Arthur brought Elizabeth and Harry back to their position in the library. Exactly how they had planned it. Caught by the biggest gossip in the ton.

Harry stepped away from her and shielded her from view, after ascertaining all visitors got an eyeful of their dishabille. “Lady Hesterbridge,” Harry exclaimed, invoking her name with all his ducal airs. “Pardon us. I felt overcome with passion for my new wife. I’m sure you understand, and remember well the early days of your marriage.”

Lady H. sniffed. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about. Hesterbridge and I had an arranged marriage. None of this love foolishness to mar a perfectly decorous evening.”

“I trust you’ll say nothing of our folly to anyone.” Harry smiled at her, convinced the quickest way to negate her silence was to ask for it.

“Certainly not,” the lady huffed. “Perhaps you should take your wife home to a proper place to… to…overcome your passion.”

“A splendid idea,” Harry agreed.

“Come.” Arthur took her elbow. “Let us leave these two lovebirds.

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