The Gardener's Sins by Alysha Ellis

Author:Alysha Ellis [Ellis, Alysha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2013-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

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At five minutes past two she pushed open the door of the summerhouse and took one tentative step inside. The daybed stood against the wall just as it had before, but the room was empty. She’d walked along the leaf-strewn path telling herself the entire time she was going to turn back. She’d sworn after five more steps she would stop and turn. That she would not climb the steps, not turn the doorknob, not go inside.

And yet here she was. Alone. Drake had played a game with her, manipulating her, showing her her own weakness.

She clenched her fists. He would learn she was not weak. She would leave now, run away, leaving the place deserted and he would never know she’d been so foolish as to obey him. She turned back to the door and collided with a hard male chest.

Two hands clamped on her arms, strong enough to let her know it was no use fighting yet not hard enough to bruise. They spun her around so that she no longer faced the exit.

“You’re late,” Drake said. “Next time when I say two o’clock I expect you to be here at two o’clock. Not five minutes later.”

“Don’t give me orders,” she snapped. “I’m leaving.”

“No, you’re not.”

He bent his head and shut off her protest with a firm kiss.

When he had kissed Harry, Mary had been envious and curious. He hadn’t kissed her and she wanted to know what it felt like. Now she did.

He used his hand on her chin to pull her mouth open. His tongue swept in and she reeled under the mixed sensations of its thrust and stroke on the inner lining of her mouth. She tasted the faint, hoppy tang of beer, smelt the warm musk of his skin and the rich earthiness of autumn leaves and smoke.

He ran the hand not holding her face down to her buttocks and pulled her in, rubbing her against the hard bulge of his cock.

Her knees shook and weakened and he curved his broad hand to support her. His bent thigh pushed between her legs. Even through the layers of dress and petticoats it felt delicious and she rocked, searching for more.

The tempo built, his hand on her bum helping her to ride him hard and fast. The whimpers she made were swallowed up in his mouth. He kept his lips fused with hers, giving her no respite, no mercy.

The spiralling pressure built again and she bore down on his thigh. Tension exploded into waves of pleasure that left her sagging and exhausted, slumped against him.

Drake lifted his head and looked over her shoulder. “Did you enjoy that, Harry?” He spoke coolly and calmly, with no trace of the turmoil that left her shaken.

Mary snapped upright again and turned, stumbling as she tried to extricate herself from the tangle of legs.

Harry stood in the doorway, his eyes fiery and grim, his mouth a hard line in his pale face.

“You knew he was there,” Mary accused Drake.

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