Cavern of Pleasures Boxset: Georgian Regency Romance by Em Brown

Author:Em Brown [Brown, Em]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Wind Color Press
Published: 2019-02-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

WHY HAD HE KISSED HER? Gertie wondered as she pulled out a diaphanous chemise to wear to Madame Botreaux’s later that evening. It had been two days since Vauxhall, and yet her body flushed with the memory as if it had been but an hour ago. Over and over she recalled how masterfully his mouth had moved over hers, how fully he took her in. Her jaw had never been worked with such vigor. Her body felt ignited and weak all at once. She had never thought a mere kiss could be so involved, so engaging, so thrilling. Little wonder women overlooked his faults. His kiss had the ability to wash away their discretion.

Indeed, she had forgotten where she was, even who she was. She was aware only of him and his effect upon her. The warmth of his nearness, the pressure of his hand upon her head—how secure and comforting that had felt, the heat of his mouth, the surge of longing in her loins. She wanted the kiss should never end. How she had summoned the will to break away from him, she knew not. With relief she had made her way out of the maze. Her heart had fluttered with the ferocity of a butterfly’s wings. She could focus on nothing thereafter—not the food, nor the music, not the daring acrobats who made the audience gasp as they flipped and somersaulted over one another high above the heads. How she envied Sarah, who would have had no qualms in surrendering her body to Barclay.

Had he kissed her to prove he could? Gertie wondered. Did he think it some reward for her acquiescence to the mine? Or had he acted out of pity? Her cheeks burned at the thought. Barclay might have seen Alexander with his mistress. Perhaps Barclay intended to provide her a set-down for her rudeness. And she had given him the satisfaction that she did not object to his kiss for she could not muster a word in response. Instead of pushing him away the instant she knew what he was about to do, she had given in, had surrendered to his lips and allowed this tongue to probe where none other had. And enjoyed every moment.

Gertie shook her head. She had had every intention of visiting the Cavern that evening, but she did not. Instead, she had sat down to write a letter to Harrietta, divulging all that had occurred between her and Lord Barclay, only to tear the letter, begin anew, and toss it aside. Over and over.

In her latest correspondence, the Marchioness had invited Gertrude for a stay at Dunnesford. Gertie decided she would accept the invitation.

Dearest Hettie,

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