Forever Yours by Charlotte Featherstone

Author:Charlotte Featherstone
Language: ron
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“Your grace?”

“What is it?” Christian demanded as a footman peered around the door of his study.

“Her grace asked that I give you this. She said it was most important.”

Waving the footman in, Christian sat back in his chair and smiled to himself. Lord, he was erect again, just thinking of what was going to lie within that little pink folded paper lying in the footman’s white-gloved palm.

“Thank you, Jenkins. That will be all.” Ignoring his steward, who was politely flipping through his folio of documents, Christian flicked opened Elizabeth’s note.

I wouldn’t say anything, because I want to be taken. Taken by you, however you want me. Hard, animalistic, like strangers who have just met and who burn for the feel of each other. Like lovers who have been denied too long.

He stifled a groan. Another one of his fantasies, just taking her as if she was his possession. As if he had total rights to her body.

I am wet. Aching for you, for your cock deep inside me. I still have the taste of you in my mouth. I can still feel you inside me, thick, hard…filling me so full with your beautiful length…

I want to watch as you fill me. I want to see the slow slide of your cock in and out of my body. I have never confessed this to you before, but I have always wished to make love before a mirror. To see your body and mine together.

He swallowed—hard. “Where is her grace, Jenkins,” he asked without looking up from her elegant handwriting.

“I believe the duchess is in the garden, your grace. I saw her with her bonnet and rose clippers.”

“Excuse me.”

His steward gaped at him, but nodded, clearly bewildered by his actions. Eagerly, his long steps ate up the distance from his study to the back terrace which led to the gardens. He didn’t stop until he had rounded the corner of the mansion and found her humming while snipping pink roses from a bush and dropping them into the basket that rested at her feet.

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, dragging her against him.

“What!” she gasped then turned around. Her bonnet fell off, and he raked his hands through her hair, dispelling pins and combs and watching as the blonde tresses fell down her back.

“Lift your skirts,” he demanded as he pushed her back against the brick wall of the house.

She did, eagerly, and his blood raced at the sight. He grasped her hands in his and held them above her head with one hand. With his free hand, he undid his trousers then lifted her skirts until he felt her sex, which was wet, swollen.

“Fuck me,” he ordered, whispering the command into her ear. He pushed up inside her and listened to her keening cry. “You like that, don’t you?” he asked her as he thrust harder into her, watching her long lashes cover her eyes. “You like being taken like this.”

“Yes” she whispered. “Like this.

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