The Duke of Desire by Michaels Jess

Author:Michaels, Jess
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Passionate Pen LLC
Published: 2018-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Katherine’s hands shook as she made her way down the dark and empty hallways of the guest wing of the house. Robert had whispered which room was his as everyone was saying their goodnights, and now she counted doors from her chamber to his as she prayed no one would come out of any of them.

Not that it seemed likely. The rooms were filled with dukes and duchesses, and in the quiet of the hall, she sometimes heard murmurings from behind the doors. Even little moans.

All it served to do was put her on edge in the most shocking way.

At last she reached the seventh chamber from her own. She had to smile, as it was almost as far removed as they could be from each other in this wing. Emma was true to her word that she’d been trying to separate them.

And yet here Katherine was, standing in front of the beautifully carved door, ready to knock and place herself in the immediate path of a man who knocked her off kilter. A man whose actions had led to her marriage years before, a man she had tried to hate for that.

A man she knew she couldn’t trust because of his wager, his reputation, his…everything. And yet if she knocked and gave him just a little, she could take so much more. Take the pleasure she’d sought all through her marriage. Take the wickedness she’d been told was her nature. Take the sensations she had experienced last night at his hands and tongue.

“Just don’t forget to take,” she muttered, and finally forced her shaking fist to tap the wooden surface before her.

It took him less than a minute to answer the knock. When he opened the door, her breath vanished. He was undone. His jacket, cravat and waistcoat had been discarded. His shirt, too, and now she was staring at an expanse of muscled perfection like nothing she’d ever seen before.

Being a libertine normally meant overindulgence in everything under the sun. Clearly Robert did it very differently, for his body was carved from stone.

He could not have been more different from her husband, and she stared because she couldn’t look away. Slowly she forced herself to look at the rest of him. His hair was mussed. His trousers slung low on his hips, revealing the most fascinating curves and lines. He was wearing no boots.

And he was smiling at her. Not smug, not challenging, not even teasing. It was a smile of…welcome.

She gaped, trying to find something clever to say to break the tension when her mind was now entirely empty. He didn’t wait for her to find words, he simply caught her hand and drew her into the room.

He released her and then turned, locking them into the chamber, locking out the world that would judge her for what she was here to do. Now it was only the two of them.

“You came,” he said softly.

Well, now she had to find her voice, for it was clear he expected some kind of response beyond gaping at him like a fish out of water.

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