Sweetest Scoundrel by Elizabeth Hoyt

Author:Elizabeth Hoyt
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction / Romance / Historical / General, Fiction / Historical
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2015-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

LETHARGY STOLE THROUGH Asa’s limbs as he watched Eve through heavy-lidded eyes. Her face was flushed a soft pink; her bosom, veiled by a soft fichu, lifted and fell rapidly.

She was aroused.

He knew it even if she didn’t, and that—more than his shockingly good orgasm—satisfied him.

Asa closed his eyes and hummed to himself, feeling the sway of the carriage as they traveled through darkened London. It was strange. He wasn’t touching her—couldn’t touch her—and yet he felt closer to her than he had to many women he’d fucked. Perhaps because the act he’d performed was an intimate one. Perhaps because she’d obviously never gone so far before.

Or perhaps it was simply because he’d done this for Eve.

Just Eve.

“Is it…” Her soft voice roused him from drifting into sleep. “Is it always like that?”

He opened his eyes. She was still staring at his half-hard cock, lying naked and redolent on his thigh. He smiled. It was always nice to be admired by a woman. “Mostly. Sometimes better, more often not quite as good.”

He sighed and sat up, then wiped his hands on a handkerchief before tucking his cock away and doing himself up.

“Thank you,” she said.

He looked up. She was biting her lip, a small line between her eyes. Was she regretting what they’d done? Or worse—thinking that she’d done something wrong?

“You’re welcome,” he said gently. It was a pity that he couldn’t show her more. He’d like to make her feel the wonder of an orgasm.

To go through life without ever experiencing that—well, it was a tragedy, really. And that it was Eve who was so frozen… he frowned to himself. Something about its being she made it particularly wrong. Eve should be free to fall apart, to let herself go without hesitation or fear.

It was a fundamental wrong in the world that she could not.

The carriage jerked to a stop suddenly, nearly sending him flying into Eve’s lap. At the same time a shot blasted the night and someone shouted, “Stand and deliver!”

What the hell? They were in the middle of London.

“Get down!” Asa hissed at Eve.

Only just in time, too. The door to the carriage was wrenched open. A masked man stood there, brandishing two pistols.

Behind him Eve whimpered in fear.

Rage, white-hot and purifying, burned through Asa’s veins at the sound.

The masked man grinned.

“Fuck.” Asa rose into the man’s face. “You.” He knocked one arm aside. “Who.” The pistol shot blasted through the seat cushions as he grabbed the other arm. “The fuck.” He wrenched the arm up toward the ceiling. “Do you.” The second pistol shot through the roof. “Think you are.” Asa took the pistol from the other man. “You fucking.” He reversed it. “Little.” And struck the man across the face with the embossed butt. “Poxy.” Blood spurted from the highwayman’s nose as he fell out of the carriage screaming. “Prick?”

Asa tossed aside the empty pistols and leaped after the man. Outside, a second masked man sat on a horse gaping at his partner, who was writhing on the ground.

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