The Marquess Seeks His Muse (The Four Horsemen Fall...In Love Book 1) by Mina Valentin

Author:Mina Valentin [Valentin, Mina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

In Pursuit of Mr. Trenchmouth

She opened one eye. Sometime between Martin bringing her upstairs and him kissing her, she had come through the fog. Oddly, she was not in the least bit embarrassed or ashamed of the happenings of last night. My gosh, it was wondrous. She never knew a kiss could be so exhilarating. She wanted more. When he kissed her breast, she had a feeling that was like an aching, or a longing that was emanating from her...her honeypot. It was screaming out for something. She could only surmise that Martin had what was needed. She had seen breeding horses. She understood the mechanics; she never knew there was some kind of yearning that took place. It was a sensation she wanted to experience again and again. She opened both eyes to see Martin had left her. She had no idea when he left. She fell right to sleep. The last thing she remembered was looking up at him and saying‘ ‘good night.’

Martin had offered her one of his shirts. She wished, now, that she had agreed. Without a chemise or robe, she was at a loss as to what she should put on. She was going to wrap herself up in the bedclothes. She would not want to cause the upstairs maid more work. She sat up and looked around when she heard a knock on the door. Not from the hallway. It was coming from the adjoining room. “Come,” she called out. A handsome face peeped around the door.

“Are you feeling well, my sweet?”

“I’m feeling marvelous. How are you this morning?”

“You feel marvelous?” He shrugged. Of course she does. I suppose angels never get crop sick. “Well, it is closer to good afternoon then good morning.” He walked toward her. “I feel concerned for you.” He walked over to the bed and sat down facing her. He was so handsome. Why did she not notice how magnificent he was? He is so tall, so broad, and wow, his kiss. He pushed her hair back from her face, reached behind her, took a handful of her hair, held it up to his face, and took a deep breath in. “Why do you smell like sugar? Do you always?”

“Sugar?” She never thought that she smells like sugar. She pulled some of the hair he had left behind and took a whiff. “It smells like...hair...to me.”

“You tasted like sugar last night when I kissed you. Do you remember that?” The way he looked at her made it clear to her that he remembered it. She did not think it was a casual kiss. To be honest, she was unsure.

“I do. I remember everything. I thought the kissing was wonderful. I loved it.” She wanted to reach for his hand, then she suddenly felt coy. “Is that the way you kiss all your lady friends?”

He began to laugh. She wondered if she had accidentally said something funny.

“No, my sweet. That kiss was only meant for you. You said you loved it.

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