The Seduction of Phaeton Black by Jillian Stone

Author:Jillian Stone
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical romance, Paranormal romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9780758277923
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-03-26T21:00:00+00:00

It poured rain and sleet in Portsmouth. “No cabs at the moment, but I have paid a baggage handler to procure us a lift at first opportunity.” Miss Jones sat on one of her trunks looking prettily rumpled and wonderfully content.

Their compartment had been empty for the last leg of the trip, and he had unmercifully teased, one hand under her dress, until she had nearly swooned from her semi-public climax. It had been hugely indecent of him, and unbelievably arousing.

“Any moment now, a stranger could walk through that door and discover us.” He whispered the words as his fingers coaxed her to the brink, her moans of release muffled by his kiss. Afterward when the dear girl could speak coherently again, he got up to stretch his legs and unlock the door.

He waited for her to clap her mouth shut.

She had appeared unable to decide on laughter or a flogging. He held onto the baggage rack above her, swaying to the movement of the train. Her gaze had traveled down to the evidence of his enormous physical discomfort. Her eyes narrowed. “You shall atone for this, Phaeton.”

“Slow and torturous, I hope,” he had replied.

Phaeton smiled at her across the station platform. She now regarded him with the kind of sultry-eyed air women gave men who knew how to attend to their pleasure. He loved that look. Especially hers. He had every intention of tossing Mrs. Black onto a bed at the Dorchester Arms and having his way with her, as soon as possible. He pictured her fully naked flesh and that wild mop of curls spread over counterpane and pillows.

“Phaeton!” Inwardly, he cringed at the recognition of Inspector Moore’s shout. He swiveled. “Thought I would check the afternoon train, just in case you made it.” Dexter nodded to America. “Very good to see you, Miss Jones. I take it the journey was not overly taxing?”

Phaeton used his flat-lipped grin. “Only the arrival.”

“How’s that?”

He shrugged. “No transport, I’m afraid.”

“Come along, I’ve got a hansom waiting.” He bowed to the lady. “Miss Jones, let me escort you.”

Peevish, but still well in control, Phaeton strolled after them, followed by porter and luggage.

“There’s another cab now, Phaeton. We’ll take the smaller bags with us, and you can follow along with the lady’s trunk.”

America feigned a pout and smiled at him. Dex offered his hand, and she climbed into the waiting cab. Phaeton glanced overhead. At least the rain had abated. The porter strapped the trunk to the back of the hansom and Phaeton soon followed along after his wife.

Alighting his cab at the Dorchester, a ready bellhop took care of the trunk, and Phaeton stepped into a small, well-appointed lobby in time to overhear the hotel clerk’s question to the couple at the desk.

“Will you be wanting a suite, then, or a room, Mr. and Mrs. Black?”

Phaeton cleared his throat and spoke up. “I think, perhaps, a suite with an ajoining bedroom for Mrs. Black’s brother.” He approached the desk clerk. “I’m sorry. You appear confused, and no wonder.

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